Everything in the Fish Tank
By -Oz-
it's the darkness between him and me
our body heat is the only thing
touching the other
It's an empty theatre seat
the world ventured on
I watched
when I give up the past
I can grow
I can smile.
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© 2006 -Oz-
Published on Tuesday, December 26, 2006.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, May 20, 2007, bloody LOVEly
(85) wrote:
humble work of slipping by. i don't think our memories will ever allow us to let go, more than just by slipping past.
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On Tuesday, February 20, 2007, bloody LOVEly
(85) wrote:
this brings out many thoughts...and I can't decide on one meaning to this poem, but i must say it has got my brain juices flipping a bit.