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Rhymes
Contributed by
alisialynn
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Monday, 27th October 2003 @ 05:09:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Rhyme
I have rhymes inside this mind
I’m sprung and stuck and can’t sleep at night
Wandering and pacing and touching on the verge of some new problem I’m facing
Put it out
Walk it out
It’s still there stalk it out
Turning and feeling
And working on being
The cookie
The cream
The crop
The mean, mean streets of life
Please, Please
Weirdness, demonstrations of my profoundness
Read me as if to see me
Know me just too
And know that this is true:
I’m awake
Powerful woman and all for you
My hands they type my brain it thinks and sadness is verified and my vice is this
Put it out
Walk it out
Its still there stalk it out
So I type it out. Thoughts and burning questions appear before me
I’m clear and here
Copyright ©
alisialynn
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2003-10-27 17:09:19]
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Re: Rhymes
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by bobotheclown on
Tuesday, 28th October 2003 @ 06:44:06 PM AEST
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A good poem,but you said that u had rhymes in yer head and then proceeded to not rhyme struck me as odd personally.
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Re: Rhymes
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by Alisialynn on
Monday, 3rd November 2003 @ 10:09:04 PM AEST
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| I rhymed. It rhymes. Maybe it only rhymes when I read it. Sorry you're right. I'm going to change it. |
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