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'my Nightmare'

I walked around for hours hoping it was a dream that my life will go back to normal as soon as I open my eyes I could feel them looking at me with pity on their faces damn don't they know I don't need it it is just a dream can't they see the smog? Vision so hazy it can only be a dream the maze just has no ending I need to get away away from all the shadows away from yesterday what is that thing about if you wish hard enough it will come true I wonder if I wish to start things over will she still be next to me? I still see her face all cut up guess it's not a dream I can see it all so clear damn I wish I took her with the car that day instead of her going by train please God, please can we go back? can we go back to yesterday? When her laughter made me laugh when her touch made me feel all warm inside with just a simple touch I knew that I was home damn I wish this was a dream that she could walk through our front door.. Our house no longer a home just an empty space her footsteps has gone quiet they say it will get easier when, please tell me when? this aching need to have her close by - will be a distant dream I’m tired, so very tired of putting up a brave face when I know she's watching me just crumbling away damn I wish this was a dream and she would wake me up with the words - "Honey, I brought you, your morning cuppa" 280820110000 *I initially wrote this from a guy's perspective for a contest which required us to use a pseudonym :)* Written by Wilma Neels

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Date: 12/19/2011 11:26:00 PM
Wilma, a late~ congratulations on your wonderful win. In my "you pick a poem contest" ;-) Thank you for the support,.hope you are enjoying your holidays~.p.d.
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Date: 12/19/2011 5:30:00 AM
Congratulations on your super win in P.D.'s "It's Up To You" contest Wilma. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/18/2011 3:20:00 AM
Loved it Wilma.Congrats on your win.
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Date: 12/18/2011 2:58:00 AM
Such strong emotions...I felt it drenching each and every line...u wrote superbly, Wilma...aren't u glad to hear Nikko is okay? phew. Blessed. Gwendolen
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Date: 12/18/2011 12:04:00 AM
well, I don't know if it won in the first contest you had it in, but at least it won this time. WEll deserved win, my friend. I remembered this one from before. LUv, Andrea
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Date: 12/17/2011 2:28:00 PM
A beautiful story well told Wilma. Congratulations on your win
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Date: 9/6/2011 7:45:00 PM
My Dear Wilma, You do have the heart of a poet, You read like a book, as well you should,, However, I should like to see you render a Pantoum, A challenge perhaps, you pick the subject. In return I shall write a reverse Pantoum... Ahh I am licking my lips in anticipation, On Guard! God Bless....The Original ....Taz
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Date: 9/4/2011 2:48:00 PM
so sad. i hope this is not a true story. love the ending - someting so routine is so powerful :)
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Date: 8/30/2011 9:07:00 AM
I'm with Elisabeth on this write...it does invade my heart with sorrow. Your heart pains are so real in this entry. I too wish this were just a dream. Gwendolen
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Date: 8/30/2011 12:37:00 AM
amaze with no ending... well it seems as if tiredness can bring lots more than putting up with things... i don't get the ending... JAY FRANCIS... that is another poet here... just wondering,..p.d.
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Date: 8/29/2011 12:41:00 PM
ih what a poignantl scribed piece, wilms... ahahh! jay francis... which means??, lol.. beautful with winning wishes for tiramasu;s contest.. huggs, nette
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Date: 8/28/2011 10:38:00 PM
An interesting sad tale, Wilma, to fool our mistress of angst free verse poetry. I wonder if she can guess who is writing the poems.It will be fun to see which ones she chooses. I didn't even attempt one. but yours is cool and I hope it places.Luv, andrea
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Date: 8/28/2011 10:11:00 PM
A lot of sadness and angst in your veerse Wilma and the story invades the mind with your sorrow. Well done
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Date: 8/28/2011 7:06:00 PM
wow Wilma this is utterly phenomenal write my friend.. mesmerizing lines .. I could not stop focusing on the next line.. awesome piece..one of the very best from u my friend... good luck if for any contest.. winning wonder..luv..
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Date: 8/28/2011 5:05:00 PM
As I was reading this, I was thinking this seems out of character for Wilma. But I read on because I was captivated by the desperation and loneliness that was expressed. Please tell Jay how much I love this poem. We can wish all we want, but sometimes wishes don't come true. And when we lose someone we love like this, we are left to deal with the haze and "what ifs" for the rest of our lives. Awesome poem! Love, Carolyn
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