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Published: 2008-03-17 01:33:00 +0000 UTC; Views: 112; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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please write the words form your mind. you dont need my opinion.~PW
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Obviously... haha
It was from a dream. I have blue celophane from edge to edge over my windows, to create a blue, "calming effect", and well, yea, thats why the door was blue, that and that the moon was shining through, pretty sweet eh?
~MW
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im going to try that on my tree house
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its nice, and puurfect for meditating... or w/e haha
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today i lay apon a dark floor
gasping for one last breath
hopeing someone will walk in
from this mysterious door
pick me up and give me life
let me have just one more night
today i lay apon a dark floor
gasping for one last breath
falling ever deeper into darkness
waiting for my soul to creep
as i pray i will not sleep
for now i lay in fear of death
my soul it seeks
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awww
thanks, that was sweet of you to write something, and it's a pretty sweet poem
~MW
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oh its not that great but the picture was..........of you i mean door
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My reach to my door is desperate.
My thought to the key is absent
My concerns are only to leave this place.
My desires are only about me.
My sight is contained by this room.
My plight is not seen by anyone.
My situation is all alone.
My thoughts are sometimes not my own.
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awww...
thanks honey.
thats pretty.
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oh... dont blush.
you should be proud!
^^
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I don't know why it rhymed at the end, but I was just typing, so I beg to differ. i think it sucks, and has no thought input. lol
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^^
well... i thought i was very good.
You should alwasy be proud of your work you know...?
^^
i like everyoens work... even if its rhym..."i".
I dont personally like to rhyme, mostly because its not somethign i can do well... but rock on if you can and your stuff, everythign youve written, that ive read, i liked... i think it as a peice of the writers soul...
and how can that be bad...right?
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A door that never stays open too long,
a living life of misery.
The worst part that comes in song,
like a chant or other misery.
The chance is open at that point,
But if you miss it ah then oh well.
I am tired...
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The door of mystery..
Should I open it?
What lies ahead?
Happiness or misery?
I will take the chance,
which we all do in Life
despite what lies ahead..
I assure you, I want to know..
Constantly thinking What If..
Is something so hard to let go.
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what does teh last line mean? how does hat pretame to the rest of the poem?
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the whole thing meant taking chances, and if you dont you ask yourself what if..
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