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We went...

These words
Motion of waiting
Sweet contentment
Bitter solace
Thought like pyramid's
Muted etchings on our faces
Mismatched pairs
We are
Words inked upon pages we piled together
Heaps of soul
And tears
Our
Growing apart
Lingering they
Tease and blur
These words of difference and struggle
Star's
Collected o'er the final note's sounding
Unspoken words
Fallen upon ears that could never hear
Seeking, yearning, wanting more
Of this that chose to walk away
I never could say goodbye
Held in fragile stance
Frozen
Goodbyes
Beyond
Feeling, out then fall like starlight
We went...



Seven Mels

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to the one whispering quietly in my dreams

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  • Lilredlll
    September 23, 2007

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    Awesome

    Oh baby boy you make mama Linda proud with your heart felt words. The ebb and flow of this poem is very good . Your feelings are really out in the open on this one. Keep up the good work.
    Mama Linda


  • Poetic Sunshine gold member
    September 20, 2007
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    Amazing

    Wow. I am speechless. This gets you thinking. Very nicely done...

    Sunshine


  • angelofthecentury
    September 19, 2007
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    awesome

    i kno i havent been on in a while but that was awesome i liked it alot


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    September 19, 2007

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    a strong and clear poem that you have written my friend and you know it is something that i have seen but can't say i have been, keep it flowing


  • myrataal silver member
    September 19, 2007
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    I simply LOVED LOVED LOVED this!

    It spoke of a journey in sorrowful joy, in braveness and in knowing: stars we are, and not even all the misunderstandings, the tears, the woundedness, the mutilation of a cold cosmos can wipe away our being BEYOND ... our starlight, merged.

    Thank you so much for leading me here.



    Love
    Myra


  • LionessK silver member
    September 18, 2007
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    o.o

  • Nannar
    September 18, 2007

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    Awesome poem!

    Often come those that whisper in the ears of those that slumber but we call them dreams. Very deeep piece indeed, I'd applaud you but I'm fresh out.


  • misticmoonlite gold member
    September 18, 2007
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    TAhis speaks loud and clear,good job in this one,good luck MM

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