| Open Poetry #25 |
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Kellie_Cantrell Senior Member
since 2002-05-22
Posts 1667New York
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Blankly I stare yet i do not dare to care I'm sitting over there the carpet is bare I stare I dare to care sitting there bare, I stare blank lost absent (¨`·.·´¨) (¨`·.·´¨) |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Yes I like this a lot. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Quiet Acquiescence Member
since 2003-02-16
Posts 70somewhere out here |
Nice words. I like it. "Remember, courage is wings." |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
The feel of sheer against the skin. Nicely done. ThisDiamond |
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cinnamongirl Member
since 2003-02-02
Posts 217 |
I can definitely feel how lost you must have felt in this poem... a half-dreaming lost state of mind... drifting out halfway to nowhere. Cool write. I like!!! Thanks for sharing this!! Love, Moca |
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