poemranker ::Untitled by Twisted Wizard

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Free verse № 1146

Untitled

Member since 2002 · Posted 4 May 2002 · 8 comments

Sweet melodies of divinity fill my mind, Eccentric thoughts bounce wonderously through my head. Hoping now, In forever wishing you are not dead. Aimlessly I wonder, In search of your lost soul. Years pass by, Oh so slow. The thought of your being keeps me going, Hoping, I wish, to find you. The one who understands me, For who I am, Not who i was. Hopefully you're there, Not just in my mind. Will we meet, Or shall I forget, Forever speaking, I shall not quit.

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8 comments

[6] deleted user 6-May-02/1:20 AM Reply
Would be stronger if you focused on an image to hold it together.
[4] anonymous 10-May-02/7:10 PM Reply
for some wierd reason...this one seems to touch me in this weird but yet good way!!! *Muah*
[2] deleted user 13-May-02/11:26 AM Reply
my. how sweet.
[0] beakism 9-Jun-02/1:46 PM Reply
I really wish you would quit. Please, please quit writing this crap.
[6] horus8 17-Jul-02/1:58 AM Reply
She'll keep changing masks until you choke her into cumming. And it's not a real orgasm unless she loses control and pees all over you.
[n/a] Twisted Wizard 8-Aug-02/1:52 AM Reply
that is really fuckin sick you know that? What the fuck are you some sort of fuckin racist, divine hater? Just go fuck off and die alright
[n/a] razorgrin 8-Aug-02/6:01 AM Reply
grr..he is angry.he says "fuck". Feel the righteous angst!
[5] deleted user 8-Aug-02/9:45 AM Reply
No wonder his name is TWISTED WIZARD! He is one twisted guy. But sometimes being twisted can have its advantages! Since i am one not to be talking about being twisted i give this poem a 5.