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Array ( [sid] => 82108 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => my fingers are burned... [time] => 2005-01-30 04:59:36 [hometext] => hold tight to your love... enjoy every minute... every breath... [bodytext] =>





my fingers are burned by too many memories
this that may not be seen in me
by the naked eye,

sharp pains make the skin tender; fragile,
flowing back in time, another place, another feeling,
another life,

when things were not in limbo; unbalance,
when there was no price; but a valiant hope,
if life is within' your call

do not wait to find it all,
be unlike me and take hold fast,
love makes no sense of space and time,

reason flies away
just hold fast the sunny days,
with so many hours ahead; could it not be seen,

all the fire that once lived
inside of me.

§* *§
*|*







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my fingers are burned...

Contributed by ladyfawn on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 04:59:36 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove









my fingers are burned by too many memories
this that may not be seen in me
by the naked eye,

sharp pains make the skin tender; fragile,
flowing back in time, another place, another feeling,
another life,

when things were not in limbo; unbalance,
when there was no price; but a valiant hope,
if life is within' your call

do not wait to find it all,
be unlike me and take hold fast,
love makes no sense of space and time,

reason flies away
just hold fast the sunny days,
with so many hours ahead; could it not be seen,

all the fire that once lived
inside of me.

§* *§
*|*











Copyright © ladyfawn ... [ 2005-01-30 04:59:36]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by autumngreeneyes on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 05:54:14 AM AEST
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awww..I'm crying already..now I'm weeping ..really pretty write..though sad..


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 06:05:46 AM AEST
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What a sad powerfull write Nessa.
This has so full of thoughts and emotions that it's enough to make me have tears in my eyes.
Another great write as always.

Jane x


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 06:28:52 AM AEST
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tender so haunting and sad ( Michelle sends lotion for Nessa's burning fingers and a huge hug
Love ya
Michelle


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by DorianChambers on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 08:45:44 AM AEST
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such delicate wisdom a lovely peice of writting . . .

Dorian Chambers


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by sweetangeluk on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 09:33:31 AM AEST
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Awesome poem. A tender heartfelt write.
((HUGS)))) just for you

Love Sweetangelukxxxx


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 11:51:13 AM AEST
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awwww you have the abiltiy to make the readers feel your pain and anguish, amazingly wrtten
love pix xx


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Sunday, 30th January 2005 @ 07:23:11 PM AEST
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Sweetly touching...
Hugs
Jenni


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by greeneyes on Tuesday, 1st February 2005 @ 10:51:52 PM AEST
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This poem pours from your heart, you can feel the emotions in every line. Take care.

Nancy


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 2nd February 2005 @ 07:42:32 PM AEST
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Sad write, yet it's so beautifully moving. Excellent work! :-)


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by Spazzo on Thursday, 3rd February 2005 @ 10:43:37 PM AEST
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Very touching and sweet.

Scott


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Wednesday, 9th March 2005 @ 01:11:24 AM AEST
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Wow.. marvellous write.. "love makes no sense of space and time, reason flies away
just hold fast the sunny days"..great advice my dear Nessa..huggies :-) venkat


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 11th March 2005 @ 04:38:04 AM AEST
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Beautiful... I do hope you're feeling happier though m'dear. I really miss your beautiful optimistic poems about nature and animals and, well, stuff lol. You're a beautiful person and I hate to see you so sad. Chin up darlin

Hugs 'n Love
- Becca


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 1st June 2005 @ 03:28:28 PM AEST
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Extremely thoughtful poem filled with truth. Nice work! J.


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by harlot20 on Monday, 1st August 2005 @ 06:54:42 PM AEST
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a gorgeous poem but a gorgeous poet.


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Saturday, 3rd September 2005 @ 12:34:29 AM AEST
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I know how you feel sort of. Separation happens and when it does we always look back and wish for what we once had. That is what I see in your poem.

There is always the new to help us forget the past that hurts.


Re: my fingers are burned... (User Rating: 1 )
by colinb on Monday, 14th July 2014 @ 05:04:17 PM AEST
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beautiful this poem makes me just want to hug you & wash away your pain




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