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Walking through the monsoon feeling alone smelling the smoke that made me a joke running under the rain that is freezing my brain my hands empty filling my jacket are missing the ones that were in my pockets i loved u and i sacrificed my soul but u killed me and u buried me after all i still love u i dunno why but this smell of love is always passing by it s catching fire in me and is making me want to kill the enemy i walked slowly remembering the memories when we were sitting here on the ground and hearing the laughter and the sounds mumbling softly "I love you", holding your arms that seemed so calm shivering in mine were touching my feelings and made me tear a cry. it meant that everything will be erased and i will be chased i tried to fight it i tried to kill.. but this face stamped in my head made me chill... but the envy in my brain is not gone and never will... i held my breath and felt that am dying i tried 2 hide it and i am still trying

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 1/23/2016 11:40:00 PM
JUNE, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Always with LUV **SKAT**
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Date: 6/7/2009 5:25:00 AM
Never knew you had a poet in you :) Welcome to the soup June...Sara...
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Date: 6/1/2009 8:21:00 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup June. I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/30/2009 8:36:00 AM
Great piece June, looking forward to reading your other writes, and welcome to the soup>James
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Date: 5/28/2009 5:11:00 AM
I NEVER thought that THIS poem is THAT good.. I'm proud of myself and I'm too thankful for the people who encouraged me.. Well thanks.. Luke and L'nass
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Date: 5/27/2009 6:46:00 AM
We begin with lost love always ... for our lost seems to stir our consciousness that we are more than vulnerable ... indeed fragile mortals ... the lost of love is the most scary of all threats to our existential endurance ... You have handled this subject with mastery ... continue to build on this skill ... the bloom of your talent is laden with coming fragrance. Love.
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Date: 5/27/2009 5:48:00 AM
this is a great write its simple but complex at the same time...really well done!...Luke
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Date: 5/27/2009 4:38:00 AM
hehe <3 well thanks a lot, actually u encouraged me.. I really don't think i have the right words to tell you.. But thanks..(F)
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Date: 5/27/2009 4:19:00 AM
Great imagery here...You make one visualize the setting...A good write...it expresses strong feeling...Keep it up and if you need anything ...Williamette to the rescue!
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Date: 5/27/2009 3:05:00 AM
Thanks for the comment. I really appreciate it.. and thanks.. yeah i am new to the club and to poetry xD take care.
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Date: 5/27/2009 1:32:00 AM
were touching my feelings-- I Honestly Love This Line.Its unique to be Writing WE but i <3 Uniuqness ,So O-sam.Welcome 2 The Club btw!
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