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 Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 1:07 pm
My poems don't ryhme...heh...well most of them... sweatdrop wink
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 1:35 pm
DrumChic007 My poems don't ryhme...heh...well most of them... sweatdrop wink poems don't necessarily have to rhyme.
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 1:40 pm
On My Way:
Immersed in diverse noise,
I make my way through.
Papers sliding forward,
with doors to grant you access.
Cross the threshold and enter,
many do the same.
The man next to me reads the paper.
Listen to the clinking.
I’m on my way to see you.
By: Me
P.S.: Can you guess where this poem is taking place? It shouldn't be too hard...heh. wink
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 1:55 pm
DrumChic007 On My Way:Immersed in diverse noise, I make my way through. Papers sliding forward, with doors to grant you access. Cross the threshold and enter, many do the same. The man next to me reads the paper. Listen to the clinking. I’m on my way to see you. By: Me P.S.: Can you guess where this poem is taking place? It shouldn't be too hard...heh. wink a subway?
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 2:01 pm
Ninjara DrumChic007 On My Way:Immersed in diverse noise, I make my way through. Papers sliding forward, with doors to grant you access. Cross the threshold and enter, many do the same. The man next to me reads the paper. Listen to the clinking. I’m on my way to see you. By: Me P.S.: Can you guess where this poem is taking place? It shouldn't be too hard...heh. wink a subway? Yup yup yup wink
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 2:02 pm
I just now posted on your art gallery thingy too...heh.
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2004 3:47 pm
When love hits my beating heart
it hurts, but it will not part.
I feel it living deep within
often I wonder if it's a sin.
Knowing that her love is for him
she also loves me, the chances are slim.
Often I find myself thinking of her
wishing someday I can be her lover.
Wanting to love her everyday
dreaming to be and starts to pray.
Loving her even more and more
she's the one I truly adore.
Silently keeping the feelings inside
it keeps getting harder and harder to hide.
Letting it out is what I must do
now... you know that I love you.
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:19 am
Star By:Anen
I drew myself a star now look were we are... my love for u couldn't be more clear,hold me tightly,hold me softly, think of me in the silence of the night speak to me in your dream, my luv for u that no one can take away... this is my story of u and me
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:24 am
I looked into her cold merciless eyes.
To think I once loved her.
To think she was mine.
Why.....
Why did it have to be so?
Was I not enough...?
Did she have to look for love somewhere else?
My heart is torn in many pieces...
It has been grounded into dust and scatterred into the North winds.
*sucks...i know...just thought of it*
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:26 am
All the poems I've read here are wonderful! ^_^ don't ever think they suck!
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:29 am
Ya but its a bit too melodramatic....doesn't even know where it came from. stare
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:30 am
sweatdrop Well mine aren't all the happylike either so no worries!
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:34 am
sweatdrop ....i must admit it is oone of my....happier poems tho...... xp
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:38 am
Love_princessIII sweatdrop ....i must admit it is oone of my....happier poems tho...... xp
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Posted: Sun Sep 19, 2004 9:47 am
Think of me once again.
Think of my kisses.
The sound of the my heart pounding against my breast.
The scent of my body.
The look on my face.
The pain in my eyes.
Think of me,
As I was when you left.
How pained I was.
Think back.
Now you want me again.
After what you did.
I found love and you came to open closed wounds.
I love you and you know this.
Don't hurt me again...
I beg of you.
Hold my heart.
Dont ever let it go.
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