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Silence
Oct 12, 2006 8:57:25 GMT -6
Post by anna3 on Oct 12, 2006 8:57:25 GMT -6
You keep silent You don't know again What to do With this love It crushed you So suddenly That you gnaw on your thoughts What to answer On such a call And now Maybe you've already forgot Where this way leads Where you never went Lover My cold English Man Don't be so cold for me Just let me love you Or let me go Because you are my desire Until I will be sure That you are dead to me I just need to know What your heart is Telling you About me.
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Silence
Oct 12, 2006 9:10:15 GMT -6
Post by dawness on Oct 12, 2006 9:10:15 GMT -6
awwwwh! gut--wrenching! i like. thanks, anna.
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Silence
Oct 13, 2006 20:13:58 GMT -6
Post by anirbas on Oct 13, 2006 20:13:58 GMT -6
good to see you still hanging amongst us and banging the keys, Anna! smoking poeming of unrequitedness and confusion...got more? Nir.
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Silence
Dec 9, 2006 21:00:43 GMT -6
Post by magpie on Dec 9, 2006 21:00:43 GMT -6
An impressive poem - liked this line: That you gnaw on your thoughts ...
Great stuff!
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