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Life for the livingI lay in my bed The darkness surrounds me Trying to cage me in Trying to make me lose my grip To forget all the memories… But it is kept at bay By the reminders at every turnLife for the living
One of your old shirts Holds me in its arms Shielding me The sheets caress my skin Just as you would When we just laid with one another Your sent lingers
Absorbed deep in my pillow My eyes see you But my fingers can’t touch you Your face is immortalized in photographs
I cry into my hair But there are no sounds Just the patch of tears &nbs
Oetscher I
by ~purplemuse
by `anthonyasael
Your gallery is too full of wonders to ignore, I'll reciprocate.
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There's always a better poem just out of reach.
Words create situations [link]
The roots of the future run deep [link]
thank you for watching.
your photography being so very
creative, i'll watch you too.
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when a man refers to the woman
[who chose him], as his better half,
for once, he tells the truth. - llp - nov'09
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look over my shoulder....then...
expose yourself to a true talent.
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look over my shoulder....then...
expose yourself to a true talent.
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