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Author Name: FreeAtrophiedRibbons 4 Comments
Date Added: July 07, 2006 16:07:46 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
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The Holidays Are Dying
A sense of nostalgia from these pixels of light and colour
Even the horizon is fake, it's no wonder why we do this to each other
It's the art of losing face. It's the art of losing lovers
how they put you in your place when they take away your brothers
let's discuss this in the dark, let's embrace beneath the covers
and pretend that we're still safe, as we lie to one another
but we're always being chased, in guises undercover
this is the art of dealing hate, this is the art of stealing lovers
Author's Notes:
Every year the decorations and the fanfare decrease.
I see no masks, hear no children laugh, only empty streets.

No more Valetines day cards
No more pine trees cut down from the yard

Just candles, and what do they mean?

Every day we speak less
Yet somehow exchange more

And then we try to entertain the idea
that life's worth living for.

We dance around eachother when we rediscover the truth.
You can't run from reality.

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Comment By: Freeguest_writer on January 13, 2010 08:03:55 AM Report
your poems are all unique. i like this.
Comment By: PremiumEric Siedzikowski on August 17, 2009 11:04:58 AM Report
good poem
Comment By: FreeLukeofHomelandSecurity on July 8, 2006 01:18:46 AM Report
Hey, me likes it.  I like how easily this rolls on the reader's eye.
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 7, 2006 06:10:28 PM Report
Dear lady,
Welcome to our site you will enjoy it here..Great writers.. Beautful poem with  sadness..
Later India~She


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