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A tangled web of hopes and dreams,
sanity coming apart at the seams.
The needle and thread that sews our fate,
more often than not comes a little too late.
Left turn, right turn, down the road,
off the beaten path they strode.
Towards the darkness and out of the light,
together into the lonely night.
- by Aislene Drossel |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/19/2008 |
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- Title: Broken Ties
- Artist: Aislene Drossel
- Description: Sometimes I worry about myself after I re-read these things.
- Date: 07/19/2008
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Comments (6 Comments)
- lifesux23 - 07/19/2008
- i like your poem, and i know how u feel when u re-read them and worry, i do that to
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- Utena Ido - 07/19/2008
- this is awsome. tell me what you think of my poems.
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- Aislene Drossel - 07/19/2008
- Thank you. Most of my poems are that length, but I'll have a longer one up sooner or later.
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- Idiosyncratic Quirk - 07/19/2008
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I really like this. It is shorter than most poems I've read but that's a good thing.
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- Aislene Drossel - 07/19/2008
- Thank you. ^_^
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- J 0 Y Z - 07/19/2008
- I like how it rhymes and flows so smoothly through each line. =]
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