Delaurence23 Posted October 10, 2004 Share Posted October 10, 2004 in a hotel in the gray is where i lay around all day the thoughts pass through my mind as if nothing else of the sort poetry flows as a river through the anticipation of you thinking reminding everything about you is within me the tears bleed cold yet burn accross my cheeks the streaks are left unknown as the witch with my soul claims me whole she takes my pride and joy from me as if she cant even see wat its doing to me please let go let go of me before i die in this state i have my own life somewhere beneath this last hope ive defined the truth of who i am i cant wash it all away but i can wish for you to just let go... Link to comment
bluey Posted October 11, 2004 Share Posted October 11, 2004 its a great poem. its exactly how i feel at the moment keep up the good work Link to comment
Gauchori Posted October 11, 2004 Share Posted October 11, 2004 Interesting... very nice Link to comment
under_the_pressure Posted November 1, 2004 Share Posted November 1, 2004 Nice poem, felt that way many times. Keep writing. under* Link to comment
gefallener_engel Posted November 1, 2004 Share Posted November 1, 2004 great job. if i had one talent it would be the abiltiy to write. ill give you all an ego boost and post some of my stuff! have a good day pm me anytime engel Link to comment
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