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thinking while sawin' a few logs (Free verse) by Freethinker1602
As I lay here falling asleep, I think about how much you meant to me. I know I wouldn't smile as much If you weren't here to keep me happy. I have a peaceful sigh because I love you As much as life itself. I beg that you not foresake me from my flaws I wish you could come to hold me, And say you won't let me go. I think of how you've helped me and helped to dry All of my tears and end my fears. I know I said I love you and I besech you, don't desert me! I know I gave you my trust, I just hope that you don't brush it aside. I slip away from these foolish doubts as I sleep, with you no longer here to contort my life. Sadness? Ney 'tis just the beginning of a new denile.

Up the ladder: the birds are bugs
Down the ladder: This God of mine

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Arithmetic Mean: 3.6
Weighted score: 4.833116
Overall Rank: 10800
Posted: February 2, 2004 6:23 PM PST; Last modified: February 2, 2004 6:23 PM PST
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[n/a] Freethinker1602 @ 68.48.30.210 | 2-Feb-04/6:34 PM | Reply
Smack! Smack! Smack!...Head hitting desk... Smack! Smack, why did I write something so infernal and horrific! Well congrats on finding it fortune cookie and now to hid it again.
[0] zodiac @ 152.30.201.12 | 3-Feb-04/11:30 AM | Reply
Why did you get a zero? You might at first suspect that I hold a disability-ist prejudice and have chosen your handicapped verse as the latest target of my unreasoning hatred. But this wouldn't be true, for -=Dark_Angel=- is wheelchair-bound and I regularly commend both his writing and his unwarranted attacks on other wheelchair-bounds (ie, Stephen Hawking). Likewise, Goad, who had most of his throat torn out by a bad German date and is now only able to approximate 'speech' by rattling a piece of wax paper wrapped around a comb with his weak sursurrations, usually gets my approval. So it can't be that I've somehow sensed that you are one of those spinal-columnless 'miracle' babies from whom any approximation of communication at all should be greeted with wonderment, yet whose handicap only inspires fear and hatred in twisted soul. Maybe it's just the line "Sadness? Ney 'tis just the beginning of a new denile." Yeah, that's probably it.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 163.1.146.87 | 4-Feb-04/5:00 AM | Reply
A toiling cack of beauty.
[0] zodiac @ 67.240.192.201 | 4-Feb-04/5:04 AM | Reply
Wasn't your nickname nothingtoanyone yesterday?
[5] NanceXToo @ 24.229.216.168 | 5-Feb-04/1:34 PM | Reply
This has "Hallmark" written all over it.
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