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I find myself running without end,When it comes to me I cannot defend.
I drop my tea cup,
It shatters into a million friends.
The world loses it grip,
I fall without end.
I look behind,
I can’t comprehend.
This feeling I have inside,
That will not end.
I pick up a book,
The pages flow in my hands,
The story goes on and on without end,
Even then my heart will not mend.
The tea groups on the floor,
It yells, screams and implores.
When it comes to me I cannot defend,
I find myself running, running without end.
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Comments: 7
MTLV [2005-04-07 06:43:09 +0000 UTC]
I agree, its hard to tell what this poem is about. The use of the word "And" back to back for 3 lines I felt was not needed you could delete those I have heard you should never begin a line with and but thats just someones opinion I guess, but in this case it does throw it off a bit.
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Time-Lapse In reply to MTLV [2005-04-07 06:59:45 +0000 UTC]
Yeah i see what you mean i dont even remember why i had thoughs there... thanks for the comment.
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dev-IAN-t [2005-03-22 06:45:58 +0000 UTC]
hard time deciding what the poem is really about. i am not sure what they are running from and what type of pain they are trying to get away from. i think a few details might really help. the statements are general and could use a little personal touch that makes the reader have a little more access to the meaning of the poem...
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Time-Lapse In reply to dev-IAN-t [2005-03-23 01:43:30 +0000 UTC]
Yeah I know what you mean This one has bugged me for a wile and I think that your right. Thanks for the comments they have been most helpful.
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evenstephen [2005-03-16 05:52:12 +0000 UTC]
this seems tradgic to me, but i am currently in a state of perpetual sadness, so it may not be... Great work mate .
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