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Absentee
Contributed by
reilt
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Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 06:00:41 AM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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Monday morning, 7 a.m.
Survival today?
Based on three hours sleep
And this crippling ache right here, left side
Chance would be a fine thing.
My eyes sting.
The easiest solution - shut tight again
And slip into the santuary of sleep
Where the reality of this loses itself
To dreams.
But the fact remains
Responsibilities
Time to be mature and deal with!
So rising
I muster some courage
And brave the morning.
Now I think,
I pray
I have enough to resurrect my deceased heart,
My dead emotions
Oh I don't know if I do
But here I go.
Some salvation in the habitual morning cup of tea
Some...I say
But entirely? No
For I have become immune to
The joyous taste of sugar
Again.
Copyright ©
reilt
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2004-08-04 06:00:41]
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Re: Absentee
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by inoc on
Wednesday, 4th August 2004 @ 06:12:23 AM AEST
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yes I can relate to this poem
except mine is coffee!
I give you 5 out of 5! |
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Re: Absentee
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 15th February 2007 @ 09:22:39 AM AEST
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| This is a very good poem. Keep up the good work! |
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