if I close the door
how many things will I remember
will it be like before
loving you without surrender
will they haunt me
mock me of the things that couldn't be
won't they dissipate
won't they drown in the drumming rain
beyond the horizon they chase away
the hopes and the wishes
that once had a chance to stay
September? 2004?
Author notes
I'm not quite sure what the hell that was about. I found it in an old notebook. I believe it was one of those failed forced rhymes one writes to get it out of the system. This is basically for documentation's sake
Written June 16th, 2005
What did you think
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hehe for documentation's sake but it's still strikingly interesting
maybe one doesn't need to decipher
maybe someday it would get it's own meaning
but i already love the feel of it
because it has emotions
but atleast it will not dissipate hehe
Anna Lee
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This is good. Expessially for so long ago you know. I know hoe that feels writing just to get it out of the way. Except for when I do it it does'nt turn out good lol. This one is good.
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I believe it was Jean Cocteau who said, that, "the worst fate of a poet is to be admired without being understood."
Thanks again for your lovely comment, love. -
haha, yah, i was gonna say it sounded forced, i was suprized, i was like wow her style has really taken a turn for the worst,
your tone was kind of distilled, the rhyme gave it this ring that didn't really provoke me that much
your diction wasn't awful, but there wasn't any lines that like stuck of the poem itself,
overall, i think this should be for just documentations sake, haah, SHINE ON
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