Why?
Saturday 15th January 2011 1:09 am
this cold blade of moonlight
across the empty bed
brings a new infliction
a terrible form of deja-vu
I am to repeatedly endure
without explanation.
silence cannot
this cold blade of moonlight
across the empty bed
brings a new infliction
a terrible form of deja-vu
I am to repeatedly endure
without explanation.
silence cannot
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Oh! So I've failed this particular test then! ;-) And there was me thinking that this poem was
dear far from dense Aggy bird-repeat after moi-Stefan Wilde has left out a last word assuming that I would have had the cranial capacity to have known he meant-'silence cannot...explain? but preferred to not use the same/similar word twice in case his favourite poet'ess would refuse him her free snickers...snigger snigger..please do advise-ta X lots-hess dubbleyew.xx
Mornin'. Is there a bit missing? Were you eating your Snickers bar wot I gave you and it melted all over the keyboard and you had to go and wash your hands and left out the last line? Or am I being a dense maid in the land that time forgot or whatnot? xx
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stefan wilde
Sat 15th Jan 2011 17:01
touche!(bitch!)...thats me cursing myself not calling you a...oh you,ve got me at it now and just when I was about to say you are such a f.......