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Made of Stone

Author: Cora Windover
ASL Info:    1,292/it/Radiant Garden
Elite Ratio:    4.15 - 862 /763 /204
Words: 185
Class/Type: Poetry /Serious
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Made of Stone

Vision blurs.
Words slur.
Every joint is aching,
Every muscle shaking.

Only a keyboard touch connection to the real world -
If this is
The real world,
I don't ever want to go to sleep.
Let my body waste away
And I will still be writing poetry
To the way you say my name.

Wait for
The flashing orange light...
A few words of sympathy
To get me through the night.

I want to be near you
I can't stomach life alone right now.
My hands want to touch you,
To comfort and justify you
Feel your heart beat
Through the crimson heat
I want to be alive.

You are my lifeline
Beside you I'll make it through somehow
You're all I can hope for
I need to be where you are right now.

Nothing's real,
Nothing's real here and I'm dying in my lies
Suffocating as I lie awake and cry.

I'm dying without you
This is a plea for help;
I'm fading fast.
A person isn't made of stone
And this body wasn't built to be alone.

Submitted on 2008-03-11 05:04:47     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  I haven't read any of your work in a while, and so I hope this isn't autobiographical. There is not much to say about the style or form since it reads more like a personal thought.
It's amazing how real people become to us, even online, or maybe especially on-line since we have to communicate. I'm not sure how much I trust this type of realtionship because I think people can conceal things too easily, but i know that I tell some of my online friends things I don't tell the friends I see everyday.

| Posted on 2008-03-11 00:00:00 | by jaycee | [ Reply to This ]

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