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If only thoughts could be bought for a dime
Emptyness fills my being
Like a spirit nothing seen
Etch marks checks and little scetches
Yesterday today my mind searches
God Father I know Your love
I hear the cooing of a moaning dove
Wars and rumers on CNN
Soladet and Bill Hemmer talking when Cafferdy butts in
Love lost a long time ago
A new love and afterglow
A boy in a power wheelchair
Pen in hand I'm setting here
Its as white as a sheet
Pen and paper just cannot meet
Nuromous thoughts cross my mind
Today I cannot ryme
I feel I have to ask
Are others always up to the task
Etches marks dots checks and coffee stain
Nothing seems to stick within my brain
I just give up
C'mon Freckles my loving pup
Its me and you were going to talk
I have your leash lets go for our walk.

Sinned

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White As A Sheet

Contributed by sinned on Friday, 11th March 2005 @ 09:39:48 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

Setting here passing time
If only thoughts could be bought for a dime
Emptyness fills my being
Like a spirit nothing seen
Etch marks checks and little scetches
Yesterday today my mind searches
God Father I know Your love
I hear the cooing of a moaning dove
Wars and rumers on CNN
Soladet and Bill Hemmer talking when Cafferdy butts in
Love lost a long time ago
A new love and afterglow
A boy in a power wheelchair
Pen in hand I'm setting here
Its as white as a sheet
Pen and paper just cannot meet
Nuromous thoughts cross my mind
Today I cannot ryme
I feel I have to ask
Are others always up to the task
Etches marks dots checks and coffee stain
Nothing seems to stick within my brain
I just give up
C'mon Freckles my loving pup
Its me and you were going to talk
I have your leash lets go for our walk.

Sinned

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Re: White As A Sheet (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 12th March 2005 @ 01:52:53 AM AEST
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Good work for such a white peice of paper. We all get this way at times.
A masterpeice.
luv, huggs, smiles,
emy

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