It seems my 3 year anniversary came and went unbeknownst to yours truly...and everyone else. Shows how much you care Kim.
So...I guess I'll post 3 deviations to mark the belated occasion...


The Thing They Call LoveYou can dull all the symptoms But you can't cure the ills Because it's beaten, broken And corrupted your willThe Thing They Call Love
It spats in your face But you want it still
So this is the thing they call love
A man meets a woman And then their bodies gel They've nothing in common But they marry as well
And it's not very far From Heaven to Hell
So this is the thing they call love
Now she prays every night
That she won't wake beside him And he wonders what she shows To eyes that aren't his
They'll be bitter


Boy Made Of GlassI need you close, I need you near I need you now, I need you here I love to be with you, I love not to be lonely I love to kiss you, I love you only I want you to need me, I want you to hold me I want you to want me, I want you to love meBoy Made Of Glass
I miss enough to fill a list The list consists of things like this:
I miss your jokes, I miss your quips I miss your kiss, I miss your lips I miss your warmth, I miss your style I miss your laugh, I miss your guile I miss your touch, I miss your taste I miss your smile, I miss your face I miss your thoughts, I m


Emotional CrippleEmotional cripple You used me As your crutchEmotional Cripple
I was a small boy In the rough Naive to the touch
I rose to the occasion Because my heart has always Been open to persuasion
In time you were strong It didn't take too long I turned to you in need To find you were gone
I run towards open arms Waiting with a knife for my back But will you wait until I'm jaded Before you pounce and attack?
You keep romancing And enchanting me All the while damning me
You set the course For the rest of


Where I Went WrongDragging my shell towards the judgment day Living for decay and not the day Slowing to reflect along the way On years that have slipped awayWhere I Went Wrong
Once, time seemed like a luxury A broad horizon that lay in front of me Hours at hand drift by so fast My future soon became my past Oh, how the years have slipped away
I recall the lights that lit the night sky Riding high on Coney Island Watching all the world in wonder Throwing affection the way the wind blows Caught inside the whirl of twilight A whippoorwill within a cyclone Blinded by the hope of
You are now an official member of this poetry community, congratulations! I hope to see you try the bref double this month. Please put us in your journal if possible so others can find us to join. Good to have you.
Pamela
~pamelaski
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Who do you need to know?
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When you want to live:
How do you start?
Where do you go?
Who do you need to know?
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When you want to live:
How do you start?
Where do you go?
Who do you need to know?
Have a great day!
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One who lives without love can never truly live... One who embraces love can never truly die... 'kiwi-damnation'
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