poemranker ::February 22, 2004 by Pervy Elf

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Free verse № 91380

February 22, 2004

Member since 2003 · Posted 22 Feb 2004 · 1 comment

: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.

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[10] Lenore 22-Feb-04/8:27 PM Reply
You have perfectly related the truly pathetic nature of your spot in the world. 10!