poemranker ::down by siberian

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Free verse № 17657

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Member since 2002 · Posted 27 Sep 2002 · 2 comments

what will be when i see the truth of him. it has been so long.. yet now he comes back. at a distant i see him walking my way, he comes close to..i am speechless i have nothing to say, "hello", i heard the voice, the voice that abonded me, abonded before i couldnt even walk, understand, see. what i will do i do not know nor will i ever. everytime i think about what happened i quiver. i will never decide, to say it was okay, for all the letters that lied. I fell on the side walk and just looked down, to stay here im am destained for ever, for no where i am bound.

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[5] knickytoy 27-Sep-02/1:21 PM Reply
distant=distance, abonded=abandoned,
couldnt=could(or at least couldn't)
destained=destined
A pretty picture of paralysis.
[0] poetandknowit 27-Sep-02/1:32 PM Reply
This is poemranker, not high school, we don't have to double space here. I am sad after reading this, truly sad.