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This is the sort of stuff I write. I hope you enjoy:
Barren among the Roses
The revelry is gone, every last drip. The bottle stands empty among the others. Time contemplates my mind and asks its indifferent questions as it takes me through the day. I am confined inside my skin without the chance to leap. The light is only getting closer by each day yet, then why can't I grasp a hold? Simple things they blame on me yet I can not flee its penetrating effect. Just because I am standing there without much thought I am seen as the poster of an enemy, just hoping that darts may slightly miss.
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Posted by unknownartist on 2008-05-31 13:41:04 | Rating: | Views: 87
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keep writeing nice post, i will send good vibes your way, peace
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Posted by bjm1
on 2008-05-31 13:48:16
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Some interesting imagery, but it leaves me a bit confused. I was never a huge fan of poetry after I tried to write some of my own:P
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Posted by brainstormer
on 2008-06-02 14:37:09
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