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Published: 2004-06-07 16:52:40 +0000 UTC; Views: 122; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 6
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It has heard my laughterand experienced my pain
It became my refuge
It is a spectator to my life
It knows when I need someone
or when I just want to be alone
It harbored debates on life
Watched friendships die
and saw new ones be birthed
It's the last of a dying place
where I can sit and talk
or completly open myself up
Perhaps I could be wrong
It may never experienced any of this
Maybe, It is just a porch?
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Comments: 2
lesserwerewolf75 [2004-06-09 18:54:39 +0000 UTC]
We all have our places that we go for refuge....
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jamberry [2004-06-09 05:04:31 +0000 UTC]
^__^ I like it; very quiet and actually not as depressed-sounding as some of your others. It has a very introspective feel to it, which I think you were going for, it being a poem on thinking. Nice work, as always.
- jams
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