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d a s h i n a r y r e s o l u t i o n z

you qouth me
wrong
my dark soul blamed
my heart has skimmed
your universe
thoughts aflamed

now tender missed
and bitter kissed

pressed held
dear with its
quest and furies

its quiet rains
and silent flurries

I hold our
sequence
years
puddle trodden
and blurry

this scar
you've carved
is in no
heal
to hurry

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feel the hurt. It comes across with saddness.

qouth? a typo?

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One more out of your cool mind of good works..
Just being a little picky:-
heal
to hurry

Should this be:-
hurry
to heal..
If I read it wrong, sorry, keep them coming, Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

you are both correct
a misqoute
but I still like
Heal to hurry..

dont we want
the pains of cost
to be over
to heal..
the breakage

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Another logic " you must heal to be able to hurry"
Then rest a while within your own Spirit
Then you should be able to fly again,
Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

The story of our life
Daydreams and fairy tales
Lost in the hands of time

Hour glass
Turn back the clock
Let us remember when
We were all that mattered

Let us taste each other's kiss
Feel the warm embrace
Cast aside the loneliness
Let me remember you
Once again

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

"all that mattered"

a beautiful comment Carrie...
I remember the romance of Poetry
sitting here full of the flurry of the fall..
sites and sounds...
exhausted and stressed
but happy

the mall and drank too much
coffee smoking too many cigarettes
and friends hands on my shoulders
the smiles
and the pretties walking past
with a smile for me now these days
unlike the other days
when I was improperly full
of tired uncaring look
or too hungry
and desparate
desparado

Listening to "War Paint" "Shadows"

tired and full of the muses praises
I ride the wave
knowing the empty promises
but to hell with that..

artists living on breadcrumbs
heartbeat starvation

my imaginations here
created where reality
is far from the truth

just as broken as any
of the faulted poets

but fairytales

......

funny what one hangs
onto to keep that joy of
light shinning
sometimes

Thank You Carrie!

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Your words are music
Playing in my heart
In my mind
Remembering the fondness
Of carefree days

A knowing look
A passing glance
Reminds us
We still exist

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

Staind.."Outside"

I feel sick..
over run

thankful to have
words
in this trying time

anxious
and hurting
riding the wild highs
and gut wrenching drop
of low

need to tend the wounds
now...
be back Monday

Thank You Carrie..

thanks for being here
and there....

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Sorry for your loss
If there was something
I could do
To ease your pain

Your heart is good
Your soul.is.pure
Deserving of.so much.more

I.am here if.you need a friend

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

We are here at all times
in some time zone,
so you can never be alone.
Call, mail, or just shout,
One of us will always hear you.
The wolf never hunts alone,
they are a family.
Look to your past for guidance
then your future for reality
Then let your reality be in
The Now.
Where we love you..
Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

doing good these days..busy busy busy..
will write more..send message private when I need u..
Your Friend Esker..Steven..

author comment

you are doing well. I am still picking up the pieces of last weeks events and shaking myself off. Please make use of the private messages and I will find you on facebook, we can chat there

Keep Writing,
Carrie

"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"

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