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He Told Me Once (Free verse) by anitawit He told me once
Your tears, like stormy waters gone berserk
Ransack my heart
Be they gently flowing or violent, they
Tear me apart
Since then, I have contrived
In gross and subtle way
By tears shed and unshed
Torture, every day.
Up the ladder:
O' Girl!
Down the ladder:
Charlie
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Posted: November 22, 2002 8:42 AM PST; Last modified: November 22, 2002 8:42 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.4444447 Overall Rank: 2977 Comments:
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<~> @ 67.84.171.238
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2-Jan-03/9:17 PM
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he must enjoy this torture, rapturously. if he stays to be tormented further.
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anitawit @ 219.65.234.59
> <~>
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2-Jan-03/9:49 PM
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he decided to stay, but the torment has lost its keen, much to my dismay!
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