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So there between two roads diverged, though there were no yellow trees in this bitter winter frost, and no one man would ever consider making the walk in such a day’s condition, but regardless to the caution signs which rang
by SilverInk
0 lines, 2 comments,
on Mar 31 2:46 PM
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Face swollen
pudgy fingers
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Desperate for a single brush, a stroke, a glance, a mutual touch;
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Let this feeling go (this time i'll say no)
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Dare not I to speak his name, although my Love I cannot blame;
by SilverInk
7 lines, 4 comments,
on Sep 10 9:54 PM 2008
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The silence of a letter The stillness of a cry
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Stay a little while, enough to make me smile.
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If thoughts could speak of secrets
and tip toe into dreams,
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There once was a rose in a garden
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And there the withered weed does lie--
shunned by each heartless passerby--
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"Forever gone"
whispered the wind;
by SilverInk
9 lines,
on Jun 3 7:57 PM 2008. In Angst, Dark, Life, Love, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Weird, Thoughts
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If ever love did fail me once,
then never will love fail me twice.
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Intrigue me.
What's that stare?
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"What have I to offer you?"
She anxiously expressed;
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Sketch a shadow of a smile
across a simple face.
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Useless-
these vocal cords of mine.
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Dear one,
Forget the ache you feel
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Teach me
to breathe again
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Extend a hand
to planet earth
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There is something I must confess,
of which I often must suppress;
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Hey mister,
miss you much,
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Pray my love will disappear
and take from me this ache I fear;
by SilverInk
12 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 22 10:53 PM 2008
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This will not be;
This cannot be-
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There's so much I could say
but nothing near the truth.
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Seasoned blossoms bloom at dusk
spreading their arms and
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Sophisticated, calm, and cool,
collected--dare I say
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I wrote a little poem
to show I love you so
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by SilverInk
31 lines, 14 comments,
on Jan 21 5:26 PM 2008
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My mind grows dreary by the day
for there is nothing more to say
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-Intoxicating-
A mysterious hue,
by SilverInk
25 lines, 5 comments,
on Jan 15 10:50 PM 2008
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Close your eyes,
gentle breeze,
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Pray, think of me
when I am gone
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unlovable.
a single word of heart r a
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often i find it difficult
to transform thought into word
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