Britni
Novice
And when the drops of dew moisten your skin, Do you think of me at all?
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Post by Britni on Jun 10, 2004 23:43:36 GMT -5
Lying in bed, Just watching the bluebirds sing, He's trying to get throught to her, But she can't hear a thing,
Cut off from the world, Stranded all alone, This once beautiful house, Is now a broken home,
The worst they say is over, But it's only just begun, She'll never laugh again, She'll never again have fun,
She's distanced now from everyone, In loss she's had her share, Her families crying over her, But no longer can she care,
The tears won't flow, The screams won't sound, The feelings she felt, Can no longer be found,
So she's been shut away, And will never smile again, All because of the drunk man, Who took her life into his hands.
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Post by angel on Jun 22, 2004 1:51:48 GMT -5
wow, greatly put. Sorry this took so long to get a reply, I usually don't go to this category...but I guess I should! This is so sad...you worded it perfectly, great emotion. nice job
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Post by rinna(on leave...for eternity) on Jun 26, 2004 6:10:00 GMT -5
you have a knack for flow and a skill to write dark. well done. x r x
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Seth
Virtuoso
Root Beer Float
Play something country!
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Post by Seth on Sept 28, 2004 13:29:09 GMT -5
Awesome flow and wording. The story was compelling and terrifically written... Stellar write.
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