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Post by alostandbrokensoul on Mar 14, 2005 15:15:15 GMT -5
Underneath an October sky wondering why he had to die a year ago, a ground of leaves a lost life forced to grieve. She cries on the forest floor not wanting to live anymore holding up an orange leaf wondering why he had to leave. He hit the ground, the scattering of leaves rushed to the hospital only to cease underneath an October sky her best friend, had to die.
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NeverMore
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Post by NeverMore on Mar 18, 2005 6:07:19 GMT -5
I must thank you for posting this. It reminded me of someone who is never really far from my thoughts, but missing her after reading this felt warm for some reason. Nicely written.
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Post by Seahorse on Mar 21, 2005 6:11:36 GMT -5
I really like this - a tribute of mourning to a very close friend. Simply lovely. Seahorse
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ronprice
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With fire We test the gold and with gold We test Our servants.
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Post by ronprice on Oct 18, 2011 19:43:13 GMT -5
Don't forget, alostandbrokensoul, in the war between the rhymers and the non-rhymers in the last 2 centuries, if not the last 3000 years, the non-rhymers have won hands down.-Ron
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