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Array ( [sid] => 30110 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Your Tenth Finger [time] => 2003-12-24 13:31:22 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Your Tenth Finger
December 24, 2003

You say you feel like you are not needed
And it hurts me to hear that from you
It can't be true
In their life, someone loves and needs you
They could all go on living
With only a passing thoought, if you died.
Not many would have cried.
And it stings, inside me.
They live their lives around you
And not with you, you say.
My heart drops, and I feel your pain today.
All the world is spinning
Around you and inside you
While your grip on life is thinning.
And no one even saw it in the beginning.

You say, what you want
Is to know there is a need
And I bleed.
I may not be tangible
But please, do not recede me.
Gone for a day and I frown
A week I feel down.
Longer than that and I wonder how you are.
And still
In that week,
You are alone and weak
And ignoring me
Unintentionally.
You can list names on your fingers
Of who would care if you passed
But everytime you count
Remember to save the last
For me.
I would care
I would cry
And I would be hurt for some time.
I would never forget you
You would be with my always.
You say you feel like you are not needed
And it hurts me to hear that from you
It can't be true
In their life, someone loves and needs you
That someone is me.
Your a friend so deep embedded
In my life, my heart, my memory
I can't imagine loving life, loving me
If you were to leave.
Because I care about you,
And I would miss and grieve,
Could you please,
Save your tenth finger,
For me.
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Your Tenth Finger

Contributed by calista on Wednesday, 24th December 2003 @ 01:31:22 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

Your Tenth Finger
December 24, 2003

You say you feel like you are not needed
And it hurts me to hear that from you
It can't be true
In their life, someone loves and needs you
They could all go on living
With only a passing thoought, if you died.
Not many would have cried.
And it stings, inside me.
They live their lives around you
And not with you, you say.
My heart drops, and I feel your pain today.
All the world is spinning
Around you and inside you
While your grip on life is thinning.
And no one even saw it in the beginning.

You say, what you want
Is to know there is a need
And I bleed.
I may not be tangible
But please, do not recede me.
Gone for a day and I frown
A week I feel down.
Longer than that and I wonder how you are.
And still
In that week,
You are alone and weak
And ignoring me
Unintentionally.
You can list names on your fingers
Of who would care if you passed
But everytime you count
Remember to save the last
For me.
I would care
I would cry
And I would be hurt for some time.
I would never forget you
You would be with my always.
You say you feel like you are not needed
And it hurts me to hear that from you
It can't be true
In their life, someone loves and needs you
That someone is me.
Your a friend so deep embedded
In my life, my heart, my memory
I can't imagine loving life, loving me
If you were to leave.
Because I care about you,
And I would miss and grieve,
Could you please,
Save your tenth finger,
For me.

Copyright © calista ... [ 2003-12-24 13:31:22]
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Re: Your Tenth Finger (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Thursday, 25th December 2003 @ 03:02:12 PM AEST
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Awww..this is really sweet..and well written also..
Jenni

Re: Your Tenth Finger (User Rating: 1 )
by PumpkinPie on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 10:17:03 PM AEST
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Great write ! I liked it !
PumpkinPie

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