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[title] => Sleepless woman
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[bodytext] => Sleepless woman 2008-07-11 22:11:33 Sleepless woman In the room, a sleepless woman with the music and a cup of coffee. She was sitting near the window, and staring at the twinkling neon light over the street, her scraggly eyes couldn't see her future, her lonely mood had little mind to think of it. She had got down on everything, and decided to keep her silence, for she didn't know what can exchange her entering love, for she didn't know what can change a wandering man. She started drinking, the coffee became smell as a simple kiss, oh, sure enough, the coffee became smell as the short song. Yes, if she could say something special as the honeyed words, her dreams would come true. But at that moment, she started believing she was less capable than he of telling truth from falsehood, for she had seen him fawning on a damsel with soft words...... If having love, but the love can't stand, what in the world will be her fate? If having emotion, but the emotion can't take them together, who in the world will be her best lover? Yes, she was not clever enough, yes, she was not smart enough, for she couldn't fool her naughty and naivety. Why she was always hurt by love, maybe only a good argument could allow her to release her pent-up emotion? she felt there was no any passion in her room. Perhaps, as people often said it was easy to get a burn in winter? she was still drinking in wonder. Losing her love, she felt sad and helpless, and told herself, never set sail again if the wind is not strong enough. She started standing and was going to bed, for she realized why it is easy to get a burn in the winter. Yes, because it is too cold in the winter, be lacking in warmth,courage and strength. Lying in her bed, her face relaxed in a smile, and talking to herself quietly and soothingly, "I am a bit too knowing for him to feel relax with me. An informal gathering of friends, should be a relaxed and informal manner, why do I never feel better?" When she closed her eyes, she was almost in tears, and sighing why love always hurt her, and gave her new hope at the same time. "Never mind, accidents will happen." she comforted herself, but she knew well, her lonely heart needed warmth. Yes, she was still a sleepless woman...... [comments] => 0 [counter] => 133 [topic] => 48 [informant] => holy [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 Oct 19, 2009 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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