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slighty extraordinary

windedsailorwindedsailor Posts: 98
edited September 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
i could never figure out dad's
predispostion for my failure.
i'll admit, when i learned,
i didn't take it in stride.
i remember mom's red face, yeah.
hey! this is your son speaking: i love you
i love
i love
i love
it's too late.
i'm not sorry.
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Comments

  • windedsailorwindedsailor Posts: 98
    that's sort of intense.
  • libragirllibragirl Posts: 4,632
    hmmm....yes it is intense
    These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars to fit the pieces, to tell the story, you don't need to say a word.
  • violet rayviolet ray Posts: 502
    yes, very intense.
    You ask me to enter
    But then You make me crawl
    And I can't be holding on
    To what You got
    When all You've got is hurt
    ----
    Underneath this smile lies everything
    All my hopes and anger, pride and shame
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