sitting quietly in your brain
forlorn by the walls of your thought factory
sifting through the dumpsite of your imaginings
seeking to find a memento of the love
that once you bestowed upon me
wandering frantically on the landscape of your heart
thirsty in the desert of your emotions
sifting through the sands of your affections
seeking to find a grain that holds me still in fond regard
and suck from it loves' soothing juices
to quench this devotion-spurned soul....
Please tell me what you think
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Hello
this was a good poem but at the begining i was a little more on the confused side i had to read it a few times before i got to the meaning of it but once i did i liked it. im not sure what you can do to clear it out or if you have to thats just my opinion.
--Tori
xdisturbedxemotions
August 8, 2007
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