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I just want to say, I hardly call myself a poet, however I do on occasion feel the need to express my emotions in the form of prose.
A Future with Love. My precious insanity. My reverse vanity. I can see my future. As I sew up my heart with a suture. Lost in my beautiful depression. Evolving into my latest obsession. Throwing away my rose colored glasses. The ones used to fool the masses. I can say that I'm almost no longer aware. It almost feels good to give into my despair. Fast forward, up to today. Steady yourself and press play. A smile visits my face, with your every other word. My previous jaded soul no longer finds these feelings absurd. My what once was an icey exterior is melting away. My feelings I now carry on my sleeve, on display. Thank you dear one for waking me up because I was asleep. I know now you're the one that will hold my hand as I leap. |
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It's.. so beautiful...
..I don't even want to ruin it with more words than necessary. Thank you for sharing. |
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It's.. so beautiful... ..I don't even want to ruin it with more words than necessary. Thank you for sharing. Thank you. |
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Much heart,,much stress,,,but,,a very relaxed rest,,in its all.
WELL DONE,,I believe WE have another New Poet,,, |
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I just want to say, I hardly call myself a poet, however I do on occasion feel the need to express my emotions in the form of prose. A Future with Love. My precious insanity. My reverse vanity. I can see my future. As I sew up my heart with a suture. Lost in my beautiful depression. Evolving into my latest obsession. Throwing away my rose colored glasses. The ones used to fool the masses. I can say that I'm almost no longer aware. It almost feels good to give into my despair. Fast forward, up to today. Steady yourself and press play. A smile visits my face, with your every other word. My previous jaded soul no longer finds these feelings absurd. My what once was an icey exterior is melting away. My feelings I now carry on my sleeve, on display. Thank you dear one for waking me up because I was asleep. I know now you're the one that will hold my hand as I leap. Love inspires...well done (both of you )..... |
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Thank you.
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Edited by
1SOPHIAIUX
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Sat 01/07/12 06:44 PM
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Not a poet myself...your words touched my mind-heart-and soul.
Bravo! Thanks for sharing. |
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Not a poet myself...your words touched my mind-heart-and soul. Bravo! Thanks for sharing. Thank you! I'm glad others can enjoy it. |
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Very nice..
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..see beautiful?
I told you, you have a natural talent and gift. Say you're not a poet? Psh! You got more comments on just this one; then I did with a bunch of mine.:) I just can't stop reading it.. Like a really good book, you want to set down cause your eyes are tired, but can't.. because you just have to know what happens next. :] |
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me likey
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Very nice.. I second that... |
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Thank you for the kind words.
Since I haven't written anything in a while the compliments are words of encouragement. and mike.. |
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Very nice!! Beautiful expression of emotion.
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Very nice!! Beautiful expression of emotion. Thank you. |
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I just want to say, I hardly call myself a poet, however I do on occasion feel the need to express my emotions in the form of prose. A Future with Love. My precious insanity. My reverse vanity. I can see my future. As I sew up my heart with a suture. Lost in my beautiful depression. Evolving into my latest obsession. Throwing away my rose colored glasses. The ones used to fool the masses. I can say that I'm almost no longer aware. It almost feels good to give into my despair. Fast forward, up to today. Steady yourself and press play. A smile visits my face, with your every other word. My previous jaded soul no longer finds these feelings absurd. My what once was an icey exterior is melting away. My feelings I now carry on my sleeve, on display. Thank you dear one for waking me up because I was asleep. I know now you're the one that will hold my hand as I leap. I LOVE IT, VINTAGE!! |
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:)
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Edited by
Fire2Burn
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Sun 01/08/12 02:02 PM
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I once wrote a creative poetry..named Rise N Shine..
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Well done. You have a way with words.
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