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Author Name: Freejohncarter 7 Comments
Date Added: November 02, 2006 17:11:07 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The shell I live in

Is a house I was born

Where the night is day

The forlorn are the people

That I see each day

Not there where I am

But in a place

Where my mind

Will allow them

To be

The house that I live in

Is the cold

The warm is the life I seek

And emptiness

Is the way I live

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Comment By: FreeJolanta Gradowicz on February 4, 2007 01:35:02 PM Report
I believe that today you would write this poem in more optimistic way...

Warmest wishes :)

Comment By: FreeAlison Storm Wolf on November 8, 2006 11:33:03 AM Report
I know the feeling well....


sad and haunting


Ali x

Comment By: FreeAngel on November 5, 2006 03:25:36 AM Report
A house feels like a shell when there is no fun and laughter in it. To share it with other brings the house alive it feels good to go home. When it is an empty shell it is hard to go home alone to emptiness.


Moving write


Love Angelxx

Comment By: PremiumMoon Fairy on November 2, 2006 07:35:23 PM Report
Doleful write John~
Loved the last few lines...a gem of a post!

Comment By: FreeWide Awake on November 2, 2006 07:28:36 PM Report

And emptiness

Is the way I live

...The way of the sage. :o)

Comment By: FreeWide Awake on November 2, 2006 07:27:19 PM Report
HA~ BRILLIANT Write! :o)

Loved the metaphor use and the last two lines most especially :o)

Best wishes,

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on November 2, 2006 07:04:39 PM Report

The house that I live in

Is the cold

The warm is the life I seek

And emptiness

Is the way I live

Your heart speaks with such longing... Hugs ~ Scarlett


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