Goodbye

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    Goodbye
    Dreams suspended in air
    Nothing seems the same
    But most of the time
    I really don't care
    You get mad.
    Dew fell off my lips
    I sit here thinking that
    Love left the lips of lovers long ago
    Wondering why the wind whips
    Wise words against my back
    And trying to tell time to stop and turn around
    Seeking someone else's sorrow through solid glass
    Past present and now
    Holding on to high hopes of
    Distant distracted dreams--
    Never wanted it this way.
                              Goodbye.

                    Angela Stylz

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    poetheart87 commented on Goodbye

    07-07-2009

    This was really good. I especially liked the line Seeking someone else's sorrow through solid glass. THat's wonderful imagery, hun.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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