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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 9:09 am
So Long For Now
You look so peaceful lying there With your hands folded upon your chest. You look like you are sleeping But you are at eternal rest. So Long For Now.
Not a hair out of place, Your make-up nicely done, A beautiful smile upon your lips - For now you are with Absalom. When someone special passes on It does not mean they are gone, Though they are no longer with us Their memory still lives on. It hurts so much to lose a friend - Especially one that is trustworthy and kind. Nan Legge, you were that special friend, A rare and special find. Nan Legge, you will always be with me In spirit and in mind. You will always have a special place in my heart Forever until the end of time. Nan Legge, I will not say "Good-bye". This is not the end. So I will just say, "So long..." Until we meet again.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 11:54 am
I like it. Something so calm, to something so painful.
Keep writing! heart
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 10:27 pm
Ok here is another.
Silence, Emptiness, And Confusion
Silence builds an awful wreckage of a girl It feeds on loneliness and creates a void Gray shadows haunt and torment and torture A teenager is stricken and destroyed
There is no sound of laughter or happiness here The little one has thrown in the towel today Somber, melancholy moods decay the soul It is futile to hope and dream and pray
Emptiness builds a home in this woman In this girl, this child where hollows have bred A deepening sea of nowhereness consumes And eats away at every connecting thread
Confusion feeds like a savage inside her, Leaving nothing considered worthy remains Destined to walk through life less ordinary Alone, exiled, different and disdained.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 12:00 pm
I like this one too! heart
~Poor thing. The tormented never really feel...
[[Have you read any of my poetry? I post it in here. I's dark stuff that you might like. Just though I would offer!]]
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 8:45 pm
One more tonight.
Feathers of the Raven
With these wings I cannot fly So carry me into the sky Where I shall soar, silently screaming 'Please oh please! I can't be dreaming!'
The night is young, but my wings are broken. Painful reminders of words unspoken.
So take me back, heaven knows where. Perhaps my love will find me there.
Or maybe this place, however desolate has another meaning, somewhat relevant to the pain and misery that was my history.
Alas, I care not for this place can you not see the memories on my face?
I do not want to relive the pain. I only wish to fly again.
So take me back.
The night is young. And your wings aren't broken.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 3:29 pm
You are very talented. I cried when I began reading about the first one. The one with the friend that died.... It's so sad. I love your writing. Keep it up.
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 8:37 pm
Wow thats good... its weird I read that today... we just had my grandfathers funeral earlier today
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