Warmth
Wandering through the soul numbing cold of loneliness.
I reached for any warmth I could find.
Finding sometimes that what I thought was warmth was colder than the loneliness I was already in;
Other times finding the warmth came with costs that I could not pay.
Still I yearned for warmth, and I at times found warmth that tried to change who I was....
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Wandering through the soul numbing cold of loneliness.
I reached for any warmth I could find.
Finding sometimes that what I thought was warmth was colder than the loneliness I was already in;
Other times finding the warmth came with costs that I could not pay.
Still I yearned for warmth, and I at times found warmth that tried to change who I was....
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What to say to say to the woman of your life, love, and dreams?
You could try to tell her that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and even if she is, she will look at you like youre crazy.
You say that she is so intelligent that she could do anything that she sets her mind to, and even if she...
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You could try to tell her that she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and even if she is, she will look at you like youre crazy.
You say that she is so intelligent that she could do anything that she sets her mind to, and even if she...
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well here is the newest poem. it just poped out of my head. what do you think.
Why into flames must we walk? Why must by fire we burn to clear away the unwanted, the unneeded. Why must our lives be a constant struggle to reach to grow to learn? Why must the things we care for be destroyed. They say the fire cleanses, that...
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Why into flames must we walk? Why must by fire we burn to clear away the unwanted, the unneeded. Why must our lives be a constant struggle to reach to grow to learn? Why must the things we care for be destroyed. They say the fire cleanses, that...
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candycox:
hahahaha... I just KNEW you'd be hooked on this site!! NaKeD chicks are so damn addictive, aren't they?? My, my, my, I didn't know you were such a horndog (and you'll admit to it too)! Who would've thunk with that innocent face of yours? Your poem is very interesting by the way. There's a lot of good insight in it. Life is pain and sorrow! But how can we know happiness without pain? See ya in art class tonight.
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