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    A Humble Parting - Poem -

    In the tides of time, Washed up and baked in the sun, i lay in the sands of misery, Wondering what went astray, As a silhouette of a being knell over me, He Caresses my face sweetly with his hand, He whispers to my arid body's frame, As he unlocked his mouth to near mine, The...
    MiserableBeloved MiserableBeloved
    18-21, F
    Dec 20, 2011

    Fingers Wishing To Feel - "peom"-lol

    Fingers Wishing to Feel I wish I was like you Sleeping dearly, nearly Lost to time Never waking up But no,      I am not like you The unraveling begun,      Tumbling An open wound oozing puss, Lost to heal Clouds turning Grey Lost to...
    OkayBut OkayBut
    51-55, M
    2 Responses Oct 26, 2010

    Death Peoms

    This is a poem written by Cynthia, my friend and lover. Cynthia, lost her mother Georgeanne and sister Robin last year.   As I sit, I consume all my guilt in this bottle of numbing alcohol.  As, others sit drinking, smoking and talking among themselves.  Your...
    rancid77 rancid77
    1 Response Apr 17, 2008
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