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Waxing and waning,

I have watched the moon.

Glowing and fading,

As my heart pines for you.



My watch has stopped.

My passion vanished.

Your clock ticks on.

Your love ever-flowing.



The river floods

With no place to go.

The preserver leaks,

Crafted by an amature.



Sinking,

Sinking in his love.

Downing,

Drowning my heart with tears.



Floating,

Floating to the surface.

Grasping,

Grasping onto nothing.



Nothing.

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10/15/02

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©20 August 2003 - 12:26am — laury2k4
17 October 2003 - 4:00pm — Stewart Alexander (not verified)
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Dear Lauren

This is beautifully written :-
"The river floods
With no place to go.
The preserver leaks,
Crafted by an amature."

This is my fav. poem writing by you so far.....

This oozes emotion and sensitivity..

Excellent Lauren !!

Your friend
Stewart

xx

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