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Array ( [sid] => 4615 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Harlot [time] => 2002-10-04 18:30:00 [hometext] => I don't know or understand how this poem came about. I sat down with a pen and paper with no intention on writing anything like it. But I can say it's not me. It's nothing like me at all. [bodytext] => Mom? Dad?
Do you look for me?
Do you know if I'm safe?
Do you know where I am? Where am I?
Wherever you're at, whomever you're next to, tell them.
Tell them why I'm not at home.
Tell them why I sometimes leave in the middle of the night dressed up like a sassy french whore.
A whore with my long fake nails and my dark black makeup.
Why am I on the corner of the streets?
What would you say?
Would you care?
No. That's not likely.
But I love myself.
I love myself and that's what matters. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 31 [informant] => k311baby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
Harlot

Contributed by k311baby on Friday, 4th October 2002 @ 06:30:00 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



Mom? Dad?
Do you look for me?
Do you know if I'm safe?
Do you know where I am? Where am I?
Wherever you're at, whomever you're next to, tell them.
Tell them why I'm not at home.
Tell them why I sometimes leave in the middle of the night dressed up like a sassy french whore.
A whore with my long fake nails and my dark black makeup.
Why am I on the corner of the streets?
What would you say?
Would you care?
No. That's not likely.
But I love myself.
I love myself and that's what matters.




Copyright © k311baby ... [ 2002-10-04 18:30:00]
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Re: Harlot (User Rating: 1 )
by AnnD on Saturday, 5th October 2002 @ 01:21:33 AM AEST
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Hi there, well......personally i think you have written well here....and most beleiveably.
Not all poetry has to actually be about 'US' personally.......(if it were, I'd have died several times, be a murderer, a whore, in prison, etc etc etc........) But to write and when read ....if beleiveble to the reader.....then I consider that good writing.
Well penned my friend.

Ann


Re: Harlot (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 5th October 2002 @ 02:55:35 AM AEST
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i think that this was a really wonderful poem and to write it reallt means that you feel soemthing toward it. This shows a talent and also a hole in the heart.


Re: Harlot (User Rating: 1 )
by aernby on Saturday, 5th October 2002 @ 04:18:33 AM AEST
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Well done.

Poetry is always a work of imagination, our experience, and our observations are the raw materials that our imagination uses to create.

You have created in a short space three characters, and a vivid situation. I like it

aern+




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