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Array ( [sid] => 8902 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => the art of weeping [time] => 2002-12-19 20:40:00 [hometext] => a sonnet [bodytext] => if parting really led to sorrow then
i'd at least have some memory of her
lesser things have caused the downfall of men
so why have i chosen to remember
this one, this loss,this pain which tortures me
and if i thought about her any less
she'd only be a faded memory
overthinking causes me too much stress
learning to breathe as i take in a sigh
i move on in order to drown her out
as i turn my face to speak a lie, i

urge myself to remember to forget
neither my mind nor soul are ready yet [comments] => 3 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 43 [informant] => fallensilence [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
the art of weeping

Contributed by fallensilence on Thursday, 19th December 2002 @ 08:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



if parting really led to sorrow then
i'd at least have some memory of her
lesser things have caused the downfall of men
so why have i chosen to remember
this one, this loss,this pain which tortures me
and if i thought about her any less
she'd only be a faded memory
overthinking causes me too much stress
learning to breathe as i take in a sigh
i move on in order to drown her out
as i turn my face to speak a lie, i

urge myself to remember to forget
neither my mind nor soul are ready yet




Copyright © fallensilence ... [ 2002-12-19 20:40:00]
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Re: the art of weeping (User Rating: 1 )
by colette on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 02:14:27 AM AEST
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i love the last stanza...remembering to forget, the unlikely bedfellows of the mind and soul...and the beautiful sadness that comes from letting go. this is good.


Re: the art of weeping (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 11:32:37 AM AEST
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Isn't it weird how we each as humans fight our own battle in getting over someone..and how memories can taunt and tease the mind so many times when we think that we don't need to talk or need to remember or think about it...i think it's a mystery....thanks for sharing this one i could get into a novel just over this poem lol...it's a beautiful write....
.:*~*:.OreO.:*~*:.


Re: the art of weeping (User Rating: 1 )
by alternachik29 on Sunday, 29th December 2002 @ 03:36:43 PM AEST
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GREAT WRITE!! I LOVED IT!!




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