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By Talisker
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01 July 2007 |
Not a gushy romantic thing.
You can remain silent.
I am compelled to elaborate.
Words are my only hope.
I cannot form thoughts and fears
into a lump to throw away.
Silence is your blanket
to hide beneath.
Words are my bowling-ball
to balance upon.
Oli 01/07/07
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precise Written by uche (44 comments posted) 2nd July 2007 | | i like the sharpness of the poem, so crisssssssssssp | Written by KaydieKate (75 comments posted) 27th September 2008 | | I really like this poem. It's short, simple and not gushy. Thumbs up! |
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