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Crying Beside a Lake (Free verse) by x311
Always and never Are the times it felt right For so long my heart has known But never could it push my mind into action I had so many chances To do what I had longed for I had love for you While I loathed myself Because time had come calling To take what belonged to him Opportunities He stole from me While you were near me I couldn't tell you And now I finally long to As you drift away from me I imagine us side by side As I ponder the thought Reality shows me the truth Of someone else with you I've missed my chance But now I will have you Always never

Up the ladder: The Beggar
Down the ladder: Are you spreading it?

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Arithmetic Mean: 2.1666667
Weighted score: 4.2379994
Overall Rank: 13190
Posted: July 30, 2002 3:52 PM PDT; Last modified: July 30, 2002 3:52 PM PDT
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[0] -=SeTTle=- @ 63.214.84.94 | 30-Jul-02/7:50 PM | Reply
While I'm sure you found this cathartic, those of us considerate enough to read the damned thing are stupider for having done so and I hardly think that's fair.
[n/a] ==Doylum @ 213.122.112.106 | 23-Aug-02/9:51 PM | Reply
but there has to be a place for prunes doesn't there?
[n/a] <~> @ 24.44.185.41 | 23-Aug-02/9:54 PM | Reply
that will be 'in the ice cream', trussed up nicely with some steamy-hot chocolate sauce. oh dear, who's being greedy now? i like my petits vanilla, thank you very much. although cheese and port never seems to fail, either.
[n/a] <~> @ 24.44.185.41 | 23-Aug-02/9:57 PM | Reply
now here you were, crying about your bruised plums, and i offer the parable of the laid-by plum, sage with age, and you start whining about vessels? more wine! sommelier, another bottle of your finest!
[n/a] ==Doylum @ 213.122.112.106 | 23-Aug-02/10:00 PM | Reply
right its settled then, just one more mint waffer for the lady. g-mornin and see you later, sorry H8 i cant see the to hounds at the moment its time for beddy byes
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