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Come sleep with me (Free verse) by Freethinker1602 Everything was like a living dream
Swept away
It was gone so abruptly
It spawned a troubled mind with in me
Ruining all perfection
Ah I the dreamer woe is me
For serenity does not pulse in my veins
I can close my eyes draw in a deep breath
And feel you here with me
I feel you kiss me, I feel you touch me, and I feel you hold me
Where can I go when I want what I had
And it canât be found in a conscious state
Iâm desperate for you, to feel you, to see you
Tell me you'll hold me because I miss you
Believe me when I say I'd rather be with you
Because you are superior to all others
Up the ladder:
One Too Many
Down the ladder:
Pane Glass Lake
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 5.5
Posted: January 8, 2004 6:13 PM PST; Last modified: January 8, 2004 6:26 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0596013 Overall Rank: 6784 Comments:
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nothingtoanyone @ 68.228.50.227
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8-Jan-04/6:53 PM
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I like the way you put that feeling to words.
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Everyone @ 81.86.113.159
> nothingtoanyone
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8-Jan-04/9:15 PM
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That's what poetry is, assface. Putting "feeling" to "words". You've just said "I like this poeme". THAT'S WHAT THE VOTING SECTION IS FOR GROINWAGON.
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middenHeap @ 217.226.30.158
> Everyone
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11-Jan-04/6:46 PM
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I'm'a have tae try dat. Usually I scrunch t' feelings up into little balls and flick'm under t' couch, but me old mam she' alway getting on m' case about that so mayhap I'll try t'other. You stick 'm intae words, y'say? How d'ye go about it 'xactly? I bin wag'n me groin t'hole day since I read this post but I cain't get no feelin's t'come out in words. 'tall comes out as t'rollin' up stuff. Please let me know soon, I got quites t' mess here.
When the thingy spawned inside you, what did it spawn with? I think a word is missing...
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