Seth
Virtuoso
Root Beer Float
Play something country!
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Post by Seth on Apr 23, 2004 14:09:28 GMT -5
A gentle touch from you, Lead to my demise, Your voice uneasy, With sympathy in your eyes.
A last weak kiss from you, Before the cruelest outcome, In a second the world fell, You and I are over and done.
A small trinkle of rain, As you pack up and leave, No words exchanged, While my heart starts to bleed.
A week now passed, And you are knocking at my door, With apologies and flowers, But I'll take you back no more.
Another night I am alone, When I could be with you, But you and I cannot be, For your love is not true.
A gentle touch from you, Brought me so much pain, But in the end, You're the one lost in black disdain.
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Eclipse
Apprentice
It's not a matter of luck, it's just a matter of time.
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Post by Eclipse on Apr 24, 2004 10:55:56 GMT -5
wow...i loved the story told in this and it's a fantastic ending.
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amberputis
Virtuoso
~Dreams are determined by our hearts, and our dreams design the future~
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Post by amberputis on Apr 25, 2004 20:39:38 GMT -5
well this is sad, but i too like the story in this. keep it up
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Post by Alex'z Death Chic on Apr 26, 2004 21:55:41 GMT -5
I love this... it made me think of Gloria Gaynor's I Will Survive.. hehe...
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Post by T.J. Barber on Apr 26, 2004 23:54:46 GMT -5
Very nice write...I enjoyed the imagery and true devotion to the piece. I could feel your personality oozing from this piece. Great Job!
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Post by Mikepoet on Apr 29, 2004 13:56:31 GMT -5
I liked the flow of that one, the flow of loves pain.
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