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    dots Submission Name: medium raredots
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    Author: LameMansTerms
    ASL Info:    36/M/Hermosa Beach, Ca
    Elite Ratio:    4.31 - 713/1012/165
    Words: 91
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
    Total Views: 1157
    Average Vote:    5.0000
    Bytes: 620



    Description:
       eh, i guess it's on my mind!!!


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    dotsmedium raredots
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    medium rare


    unattainable
    are the lips I seek
    to tremble upon mine
    to no longer feel weak
    but stable
    in this fairy tale
    I made up in my mind

    To make something real
    out of what can never last
    The heart you once had to steal
    is now the heart thatís ripping
    yours in half

    to depend on a dependent
    and trust
    like the best of friends
    to let down your guard
    and share everything
    you have inside

    so rare
    so hard to find

    lamemansterms




    Submitted on 2006-07-20 19:13:39     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      hey mike....! i love this poem. you have the most creative, genius mind that i've ever had the honor of seeing tiny speckles of! i just love the constant opposites throughout this poem.

    to tremble upon......but no longer feel weak!
    and although there is no physical opposite between the two: living stable......in a fairy tale!
    the stolen heart that's now ripping the other's apart
    to depend on a dependent
    letting your guard down and sharing everything inside....

    i truly enjoyed this. the opposition felt like a constant tug, pull, torment almost. you geniusly put your emotion not only in your words but in the style of your words, so that we might hurt too. poets like you are "so rare, so hard to find"! ;)
    | Posted on 2006-07-21 00:00:00 | by Tinasha | [ Reply to This ]
      unattainable
    are the lips I seek
    to tremble upon mine

    to let down your guard
    and share everything
    you have inside


    Such beautiful and delicate discriptions. Who wrote this for you lol

    To feel no longer weak but stable in the fairly tale in your mind. I like how you use fairy tale to describe this unattainable relationship you long for. Like it's such a dream its almost unreal to you. Yet real enough for you to discribe in such detail: lips trembling, hearts ripping...(serioiusly, who wrote this for you!!)


    Just kidding. You just keep getting better and better at this.

    Spoken
    | Posted on 2006-07-21 00:00:00 | by spoken | [ Reply to This ]


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