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February 22, 2004 (Free verse) by Pervy Elf :Sigh:
"Good-bye."
:Click:
Alone again.
:Stare:
A fly settles on the wall.
:Blink:
The flourescent lights burn my eyes.
:Blink:
Is this what my life has become?
:Shift:
The clock reads 1:35 am.
:Sigh:
Another sleepless night.
Up the ladder:
Cursed thoughts entering this open mind
Down the ladder:
Soul Mate Found
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Posted: February 22, 2004 8:13 PM PST; Last modified: February 22, 2004 8:13 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.9602656 Overall Rank: 8651 Comments:
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Lenore @ 64.252.98.210
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22-Feb-04/8:27 PM
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You have perfectly related the truly pathetic nature of your spot in the world. 10!
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