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Alone


I stand alone in the cold
Waiting for an answer that never comes
I knock on the door and
ask to be let in
Only to have the pleasantry's
and the door slammed in my face

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  • Dearly Beloved...
    April 23

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    Laways able to enjoy your writing
    Im growing fond of the short writes
    Nicely done, and picture is the icing on the cake


  • LadyDementia gold member
    April 11

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    Feeling like this can suck somewhat, never nice to be left out in the cold Beautifully expressed hunni, well done!


  • ears2hearyou gold member
    April 2

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    OH...my...we're just chatting about this...
    the slamming of the door...
    I am personally terrible at goodbyes.

    I know there's middle ground in there,
    yet the celtic irish side of me
    just wants Flames sometimes to surround,
    or i'll just escape into peaceful oblivilion.

    Way to write....this provokes much thought..
    and inspires many.
    ears/Seattle

  • Time focus on Me
    March 29

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    hey

    I knock on the door and
    ask to be let in
    Only to have the pleasantry's
    and the door slammed in my face
    this is a great poem.. Loved it u did a alsome job with it. Keep da ink flowin.. I understand where u comin from I bein through this n feel like im going through it again.. u have great talent.. Keep da ink flowin once again great JOb!


  • Silly Rabbit.
    July 4, 2008

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    Rejection can be so cold and heartless... I love the emotion in this piece. Short and simple but to the point. Good job. Keep it up and thanks for sharing.

  • kales4
    June 14, 2008

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    Thank you for entering my contest. I love the metaphor of this poem. Being alone is very much like being locked out in the cold. I think one of the most intense feelings i've ever had was when i was locked out of my house at -30 degrees C. It was quite cold and the cold seems to consume you and overtake your senses and being alone is very much the same. You experience that fading over of thoughts and the knot in your stomache willing you to vomit. I get lonely very easily and i think it is a strength of character in someone who is content with being by themselves for quite a while. Wonderful write and good luck

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