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    dots Submission Name: Grateful For What Idots
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    Author: Soulraven
    ASL Info:    31/Male/Illinois
    Elite Ratio:    4.05 - 510/481/142
    Words: 84
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsGrateful For What Idots
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    My Stomach wonít stop churning,
    When I realize itís you Iím yearning.
    I think of my life without your smile,
    And Iím only a disgruntled waste pile.
    I feel empty inside,
    Something within has died.
    Now, my soul is exposed,
    My cold heart inter-folds.
    I donít expect to rebound,
    Your resistance is profound.
    I simply donít blame you,
    For not giving a chance to this tattered fool.
    I know Iím my own foe,
    But I thank you for making my heart overflow.




    Submitted on 2004-01-29 15:09:10     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Awwwww. Makes me feel sad. Good emotion pores through. The first four lines are really good. Past that, I think the power starts to diminish a bit. "my cold heart inter-folds" is a cool line, though. The last four lines could probably be more smooth and original.
    | Posted on 2004-01-29 00:00:00 | by kblyric | [ Reply to This ]


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