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    dots Submission Name: The Sensitive Skindots

    Author: rws
    ASL Info:    58/m/ohio
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 2779/1297/258
    Words: 90
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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       This is my long removed recollection of the nine years between the end of a bad relationship and meeting my wife. After the pain ended, I felt nothing but a long numb journey ahead and an allergic reaction to commitment.

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    dotsThe Sensitive Skindots

    I can't remember
    the last time I cried
    you tried to draw
    the agony from me
    as certain as slit
    fingertips, crushed bone
    a twisted kiss
    almost lure sorrow
    to the surface,
    I tried.
    To make withered skin
    bleed pearls of misery,
    I tried.
    To shed my leprous nature
    in a slow, descending drop,
    I tried.
    I can't believe
    you'd ever leave
    I can't deny;
    I'd rather be cured
    of the remedy
    or live anaesthetized...

    If you'd like
    to make my day
    love me truly
    go away

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      great write , its very deep you can here the heartbreak in the words but i'm so pleased you got a happy ending , and started again so many people live in the past and never escape.
    take care
    lainie x
    | Posted on 2005-07-28 00:00:00 | by lainie75 | [ Reply to This ]
      wow, this was very , um, whats the word, GREAT. My two favoraite parts are "I'd rather be cured of the remedy" that seems oxymoronic...that is why I like it. I love those sayings. Like in the song Glycerine by Bush..."Im never alone, Im alone all the time" Its as if you are speaking in to dimensions, and I think it is very deep, and intriguing. The other part I liked was the end.. "If you'd like to make my day, love me truly, go away" It's like the comcluding statement for an essay, but just in a poem. It summerizes the entire point (the point i got) of the poem in a few words. You sir... are very talented. Props to you... SAM
    | Posted on 2005-07-27 00:00:00 | by Samuel Bielz | [ Reply to This ]

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