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Alone at the Lake
by Jacki M ButlerMany a night do I set and listen
To tales of woe from friends
Those fighting with a loved one
Another torn up dream
And I sit here and think to myself
I would much rather be arguing with a lover
Than sitting here alone on this wall. 04/27/2003 Posted on 04/28/2003
Copyright © 2025 Jacki M Butler
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 04/28/03 at 03:51 PM jacki! I like this a lot...makes me think...I've been waiting for you to update I'll be back soon. Got a lot of work this next 2 weeks :( |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/12/03 at 07:42 PM Hmmm well expressed contrast of being alone or disagreeing with ones loved one. The choice you make clear is a no-brainer! :) |
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