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[title] => sook
[time] => 2004-02-18 10:32:23
[hometext] => well, since we broke up, my heart's somewhat blackened of late...
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Signatures By
The Tired Lion
unlike you im not afraid of spiders
nor any windy thunderstorms,
and well, if i step in puppy pee,
i don't freak, it just feels warm,
when pipes burst on icy winter day's
i carry water there's no other way,
on my clothes at times there's dogfur
yes we like sharing the bed, its nicer,
but it really wasn't very nice
those things about me that you said,
i've never claimed to be martha stuart
and betty f'n crocker im not,
yeah, and when i do make a dinner
you better get it while its hot,
my homes sometimes full of cobwebs
its called sweet country charm,
but as for when i change sheets on the beds
i have no set alarm,
kibble under your feet you were intolerant of
see here; my dogs i love,
no things here are not all peachy perfect
but love lives inside this house,
oh, and babe i forgot to tell you
in the cupboard dwells a mouse,
madness, laughter and fun live here
what in your home do you hear?
~*~
all you think about is your money
not me loving you, i was part of you honey,
saying my poetry wouldn't pay the bills
made me want to tell you to go to hell,
you've no idea how your words have hurt me,
making me feel sadly blue, then you desert me,
i do not waste half a day away,
deciding on yogurt or what i'm doing next may,
i smoke in my home, i have nothing to hide
and can do what i want with a contented sigh,
i've no time to ring my hands in worry
honestly, i believe your thinkings blurry,
you hated 'bloody bickys' underneath your feet
complained i wasn't neat,
said you wouldn't have all these pets
a bed of their own they'd never get,
you'd put one to sleep forever
before trying to understand their mind,
to say this to me was not very clever
it went all over me as unkind,
your right, life here can be tough
but baby your not man enough,
country life is not always anticeptic clean
there's more to behold here than simply a sheen,
a sunrise, a sunset, a clear free flowing stream
add stars in night skies, im living my dreams,
you say you still love me, but cannot live as i do
so i'm breaking some earthshattering news to you too,
although i love you, i want someone who's true,
so now neither would i ever live there with you,
~*~
a coyote was ten feet from the house,
right in the yard these last few nights,
i love this mountain life; it is a delight
thankfully unlike you, i'm not so uptight,
no, we do not have fancy sydney clubs
but we do have pretty morning doves,
instead of being honest, you led me to believe
for me sweet love you'd ever give,
then hemmed and halted to dump me
from your world across the sea,
if you loved me as i do you,
do you believe it would be the same?
you do not yet know what you've missed,
by throwing me away,
oh, wait i even had to finally say that
'cause your feet were made of clay,
newsflash; love is a blanket for nights of cold
some cuddling beneath with your sweetie when you're old,
i was willing to give my whole world,
everything, just to be with you,
but your love had too many conditions
not a pure love genuine and true,
i was not good enough for you
now i have a thing or two to say to you,
and excuse me as i state my mind
because you hurt me to my core,
now i'm not talking here about dog toys
when i say my balls are bigger than yours,
your bigoted of my world under your feet
that lonely life you want you can keep,
~*~
pampered and spoiled you thought to make me
life in that rat race city maybe,
why did you lie to me of such visions
then tear my world apart with precision,
yet here i was to wait on you
you could have found your own towel too,
they are piled right on the hallway shelves
sorry i hadn't the time to hire you elves,
my puter to you is prehistoric, my car a yank tank
but it was good for messaging, before my heart sank,
i suspect what lives in my summer cupboards
would give you horrors and not be to your accord,
you said i am not normal, as are you
with all these things that i believe and do,
normal's one thing i've never been accused of
but tell me i'm beneath you what a labor of love,
to you my lifestyles not up to par
how presumpuous and arrogant you are,
after all your grandiose ideas and plans
i sit and wonder now who is this man,
who stole my heart then tossed it aside
and measures as folly that for which i have pride,
then you aquired reservations about me
that meant you were going somewhere,
you're so devoted to your own beliefs
you'd have blown mine over like a leaf,
how cold are your feet, i do not care-
those warmer socks; please do not wear,
i am so grateful now you didn't ask me
for being your wife would have tasked me,
i have a dream to share someday
with a man who really loves me for me,
he'll be a real man who's buff
not some sooky powderpuff.
~*~
p.s. babe: last night we had creamy scalloped potatoes, homemade bread w/ real butter, lotsa fresh veggies, yummy baked chicken, and ate dinner with music by candlelight; desert was peaches, flowers as always on the table, isn't it amazing as my kitchens such a fright, it turned out perfectly just quite right, and you know what's so funny, you just gave it all up honey:O
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sook
Contributed by
ladyfawn
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 10:32:23 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Signatures By
The Tired Lion
unlike you im not afraid of spiders
nor any windy thunderstorms,
and well, if i step in puppy pee,
i don't freak, it just feels warm,
when pipes burst on icy winter day's
i carry water there's no other way,
on my clothes at times there's dogfur
yes we like sharing the bed, its nicer,
but it really wasn't very nice
those things about me that you said,
i've never claimed to be martha stuart
and betty f'n crocker im not,
yeah, and when i do make a dinner
you better get it while its hot,
my homes sometimes full of cobwebs
its called sweet country charm,
but as for when i change sheets on the beds
i have no set alarm,
kibble under your feet you were intolerant of
see here; my dogs i love,
no things here are not all peachy perfect
but love lives inside this house,
oh, and babe i forgot to tell you
in the cupboard dwells a mouse,
madness, laughter and fun live here
what in your home do you hear?
~*~
all you think about is your money
not me loving you, i was part of you honey,
saying my poetry wouldn't pay the bills
made me want to tell you to go to hell,
you've no idea how your words have hurt me,
making me feel sadly blue, then you desert me,
i do not waste half a day away,
deciding on yogurt or what i'm doing next may,
i smoke in my home, i have nothing to hide
and can do what i want with a contented sigh,
i've no time to ring my hands in worry
honestly, i believe your thinkings blurry,
you hated 'bloody bickys' underneath your feet
complained i wasn't neat,
said you wouldn't have all these pets
a bed of their own they'd never get,
you'd put one to sleep forever
before trying to understand their mind,
to say this to me was not very clever
it went all over me as unkind,
your right, life here can be tough
but baby your not man enough,
country life is not always anticeptic clean
there's more to behold here than simply a sheen,
a sunrise, a sunset, a clear free flowing stream
add stars in night skies, im living my dreams,
you say you still love me, but cannot live as i do
so i'm breaking some earthshattering news to you too,
although i love you, i want someone who's true,
so now neither would i ever live there with you,
~*~
a coyote was ten feet from the house,
right in the yard these last few nights,
i love this mountain life; it is a delight
thankfully unlike you, i'm not so uptight,
no, we do not have fancy sydney clubs
but we do have pretty morning doves,
instead of being honest, you led me to believe
for me sweet love you'd ever give,
then hemmed and halted to dump me
from your world across the sea,
if you loved me as i do you,
do you believe it would be the same?
you do not yet know what you've missed,
by throwing me away,
oh, wait i even had to finally say that
'cause your feet were made of clay,
newsflash; love is a blanket for nights of cold
some cuddling beneath with your sweetie when you're old,
i was willing to give my whole world,
everything, just to be with you,
but your love had too many conditions
not a pure love genuine and true,
i was not good enough for you
now i have a thing or two to say to you,
and excuse me as i state my mind
because you hurt me to my core,
now i'm not talking here about dog toys
when i say my balls are bigger than yours,
your bigoted of my world under your feet
that lonely life you want you can keep,
~*~
pampered and spoiled you thought to make me
life in that rat race city maybe,
why did you lie to me of such visions
then tear my world apart with precision,
yet here i was to wait on you
you could have found your own towel too,
they are piled right on the hallway shelves
sorry i hadn't the time to hire you elves,
my puter to you is prehistoric, my car a yank tank
but it was good for messaging, before my heart sank,
i suspect what lives in my summer cupboards
would give you horrors and not be to your accord,
you said i am not normal, as are you
with all these things that i believe and do,
normal's one thing i've never been accused of
but tell me i'm beneath you what a labor of love,
to you my lifestyles not up to par
how presumpuous and arrogant you are,
after all your grandiose ideas and plans
i sit and wonder now who is this man,
who stole my heart then tossed it aside
and measures as folly that for which i have pride,
then you aquired reservations about me
that meant you were going somewhere,
you're so devoted to your own beliefs
you'd have blown mine over like a leaf,
how cold are your feet, i do not care-
those warmer socks; please do not wear,
i am so grateful now you didn't ask me
for being your wife would have tasked me,
i have a dream to share someday
with a man who really loves me for me,
he'll be a real man who's buff
not some sooky powderpuff.
~*~
p.s. babe: last night we had creamy scalloped potatoes, homemade bread w/ real butter, lotsa fresh veggies, yummy baked chicken, and ate dinner with music by candlelight; desert was peaches, flowers as always on the table, isn't it amazing as my kitchens such a fright, it turned out perfectly just quite right, and you know what's so funny, you just gave it all up honey:O
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 10:50:14 AM AEST
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5 stars my a** ...there arent enough stars in the heavens to say how this poem makes me feel. YOU TELL 'EM NESSA !!!! Anyone who passes you by is a fool in my book. Talented, beautiful and smart is plenty most men, and it's damn sure enough for me. ;o)
Roses
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| Right on, sister. You know what you like. |
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| You go! Not many people have what it takes to get out and tell a man who's made a mistake what they can go do. Great peom!! |
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by shelby on
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you tell him!! He doesnt deserve you Nessa and gee some kibble on the floor and a bit of puppy pee a cobweb or two a beautiful life in the country. I love you and those furbabies just as things are your beautiful Nessa inside and out and all I can say is up his fuddy duddy candy ass!! Im here if you need me,
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by Putteragain on
Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 01:41:07 PM AEST
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nessa i will live with you it sounds just wonderful and let me just say his loss and dinner sounds great im so hungry right now just one thing is it hot in the summer and pretty in the fall if so im there lol
all my best to you and your doggies
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 01:42:44 PM AEST
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High fives NESSA!!!!! If I wasn't a woman, heck I'd come live wit' ya! Country life is the best down home humbled nature of allllll humans!!! I only wish EVERYONE felt that way. And know what...ya never know...maybeeee oneday these poems WILL pay all the bills!!! So you tell him! He sux! ;-)
Love and great big hugs to you!!!
{{{{{{{{{{{{NESSA}}}}}}}}
Angel always...godspeed,my friend!Joni |
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by Lone_er on
Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 01:58:27 PM AEST
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| I was born and raised in the country maam. Right on !!!! There is no better life. There's a certain innocence and charm about the country, but it's no place for wimps! God ease your pain maam....Russ |
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| Wow thats all I can say! You rock!! Kie |
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 02:22:03 PM AEST
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| Wow Southern County Bell, so much pain and agony in this write, don't ever settle for conditioned love, your heart is to beautiful to stay broken, stand up and shout, " I love Myself", soon you'll see you'll feel much better, ( maybe I'll set you up next time ), I have a couple good pups that love unconditionally and lots of critters, take care Sweetie, and remember to shout, always, hugs to you Val |
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 04:27:12 PM AEST
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Oh Ness...((((((hugs)))))) I had no idea.... But you have the right attitude... You know I love ya grrlfriend and I care about what happens to you... You deserve only the best!!!
Hugs and woofies....
Jenni |
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by lovingcritters on
Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 05:08:15 PM AEST
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Dear Nessa,
I'm not sorry for you......because if you only knew.....he just saved your life. I was married to one just like his guy...so clean, so particular...he wouldn't even buy a good car until we divorced, then he bought a big white cadillac....because I wanted to take my little Pity dog with me! SICK, SICK,SICK...Oh Nessa, you can be so glad....by that I mean go glad you didn't change for him....because that is what he would have asked you to do, again, and again, and again......and you would have never ever pleased him!
I had a little mouse in my stove in the country...he was cold...I left him there. Spiders are healthy for your home...I can prove it....but that's not you Nessa.....that's just what happens in a person's life. You are the beautiful lady that writes poetry off the wall...that loves a beautiful sunsets and can write it down on paper and make it seem like a treasure. You have so much love in your heart to give Nessa......but save it until a REAL MAN comes along.......You are very healthy also! I'm sorry your heart hurts Nessa....but I'm so glad you saw the writing on the wall before it was too late!
Bravo.....and 3 times more. I loved this poem...good for you, you've done it again...a poem that will really tell him?
Warm Love We have stick together we woman and encourage each other to leave these suckers along...please call me anytime
I love you!!!!!!
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 06:49:27 PM AEST
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Wow... what an ass... since when does neat and tidyness come before love, anyway??? Argh. I have to give you props, though, you have bigger balls than me too, lol... not about the stuff you were talking about (although I do detest spiders), but with letting him go, using your brain over your heart... something I've never been able to do. This'll probably sound funny coming to you from an 18 year old, lol, but I'm proud of you. It must've taken a lot of strength to do that, no matter how fed up you must have been. I'm so sorry things didn't work out how you'd hoped they would. But I'm glad at the same time because you deserve someone so much better. You truly, truly do. You'll find that kindred soul who loves your doggies as much as he loves you! I believe it. Love always,
~ Dee |
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by Stitch on
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Hey, if he didn't get it, a 2X4 upside the head always works for me. That's a metaphorical, rather than literal 2X4 of course, but a 2X4 nonetheless.
Stitch |
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| Wow! I cant believe how strong you are but You will be happier in the end! He doesnt deserve a person like you! Stay strong & there will be others out there who will want to be with you & treat you right! Christina |
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 08:53:58 PM AEST
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Once a bachelor always a bachelor?
Men are idiots anyway to throw away one such as you, Mom.
Well, now I'd go on one of my lovely rants about men and about how dense they can be sometimes, but I actually don't hold a grudge against this one... much.
*grins* Love 'n hugs,
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Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 09:37:55 PM AEST
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Nessa; honey, if they can't love you for who you truly are, they can't love you period. Things can be replaced, people cannot. I figure if you can't write "I love you" on my furniture it must be a very cold boring household. I am into living, not pretending.
Hugs sweetie,
Rita |
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by Merry on
Wednesday, 18th February 2004 @ 11:29:16 PM AEST
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Aww Nessa - he sounds like a stinker to me. What's the matter with dog fur? And cobwebs are very chic - what a chump! Real love doesn't come with any conditions, you and I both know that. I think you really told it like it is in this poem and it is great.
Hugs
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| Dear Nessa, powerful words from a powerful woman ... your strength amazes me ... your talent holds me in awe ... your words speak the truth and there's no holding you back - he would have floundered after five minutes so it's best you discovered his weak side ... as you said "love lives inside this house" and that's all that matters - let him live in pristine conditions in his cold house - yours will always be warm and inviting ... hugs Jan |
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Let him have it Nessa! True love could care less about a few crumbs on the kitchen floor and cobwebs on the ceiling!
Yvonne
PS you can come cook dinner at my place anytime....sounds yummy!
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by venkat on
Friday, 20th February 2004 @ 01:33:40 AM AEST
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Wow.. ....my dearest Lady fawn I love your beautiful country spirit.. for this one poem
I must give you big hugs and present my affectionate kisses..this is the best of your poems which is a master piece and made
me spell bound..love and hugs and bows!
sincerely
venkat
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by Jellybellyprincess on
Saturday, 21st February 2004 @ 02:24:48 PM AEST
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I am sooo speechless........
That was some serious writing 8)
Best of luck with your new independence.
(You didn't need him anyways.....)
God bless.
Love,
Ellen |
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by AliB on
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Wow!!! Not much else to say as everybody else has already said it. I hope you will be happy again real soon and don't change anything about yourself, you're perfect just the way you are, he's missed out big time!!
Looks like we're both on the pull then, lol.
Great poem, Iknew where you were coming from, my house has got kids and animals in it but I'd much rather a fur ball here and there and feel warm and safe than everything in its place and feel cold and insecure.
Love and respect,
Ali xx |
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What an awesome poem of strength and spunk. I absolutely loved it. You tell him Nessa!!! I cant stand people who put down poetry.
There are no words to really sum up this poetry, its amazing, truly inspiration for all women out there. ( and maybe men too) Great great write. Like Larry said 5 stars ain't enough to rate this master piece. :) |
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by RICHARD_CAMPBELL on
Sunday, 22nd February 2004 @ 02:56:14 PM AEST
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hi ladyfawn.
Some of us men don't know what we have untill its gone.
relationship is about excepting a person for who they are,
not who we want them to become.
i like this great poem. |
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by forever_lonely on
Tuesday, 24th February 2004 @ 05:05:20 PM AEST
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Well to be honest he sounds like a complete and utter ***** to me, and nessa you are so better off without his ***** useless ass, this was a great vent really got across how your feeling in so many ways i hope he reads this because then he'll realise what he missing, a kind, considerate, loving, clever, humerous person with looks to match, his loss for that i am definately sure.
Good on ya nessa
Luke xx |
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by emystar on
Friday, 27th February 2004 @ 09:16:45 PM AEST
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Hi friend,
U got it going on here. I reckon U got him told in a grand way.
U know what they say, Normal is just a setting on the dryer.
At 57 I've spent my lifetime trying to not be what most folks call normal.
U r one unique person and if he had a brain in his head he'd know that u have just described heaven on your mountain.
U have an advatage over him as u live on the mountain and it's obvious he's never seen the mountaintops.
U go girlfriend!
Tell him to stick it where the sun don't shine!
There are men out there would be honered jus to visit your mountaintop and very wholesome lif estyle.
Luv, huggs,
emy |
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 5th March 2004 @ 09:36:50 AM AEST
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Men! Who needs one? He was a fool! You are better offf with your dogs Ladyfawn!
Incredible poem!
Mary |
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by silent on
Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 11:02:45 PM AEST
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Bloody hell, how the hell can a comment like "brilliant" or something describe this. Damn i need a smoke, i just read the best poem i have every read in my entire life.
What inspiration, i better shut up
You are a fantastic poet, my friend wants to become an author, he writes alot like you do, i have to tell him to read this, you are an inspiration.
With love,
Silent |
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by HellsLibrarian on
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| This is one of the best poems I have read so far on this site. |
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by frohemiasweetie on
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| Golly gee, that was super fresh. Compliment. He must have been good in bed or handsome as a sunset, or both, but it was a truly awesome poem, I'm all for acceptance as is. Awesome. |
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by Solnubis on
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All I can say is excellent, excellent, excellent....
And to the point, enough said.
Thumbs up! |
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by kaleidoscope_glasses on
Sunday, 12th December 2004 @ 03:38:49 PM AEST
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wow - i really really really love this poem
it is so well written
-megan |
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by Scarlett on
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delightful to read, sounds like he's the one that's missing out.
powerful and from the heart. i loved it x x |
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I don't know you, but I can tell from your poem how completely dedicated you are to the things you love. Any man who wouldn't respect that doesn't deserve a type of woman so rare and wonderful. You're also talented, thank you for sharing your poem!
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by katy on
Saturday, 7th April 2007 @ 05:24:46 AM AEST
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I have to say this poem really moved me, it had so many entwined emotions, it made me well up anyone to pass up you when you can write poetry which such depth i really dont know but it was truelly amazing i think that poem was beautiful and will surpass most and if anyone is stupid enough to get rid of someone with such talent needs their head checking.
Thankyou for writing such an brilliant poem
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by JamesStockdale on
Thursday, 10th September 2015 @ 08:34:59 AM AEST
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Wow crazy great and intense all the way through. Very lengthy poem on focus and perfection.
Reminds me of someone I shouldn't have known.
Deep and delightful your write.
Wow!
James |
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