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I feel like the odd one out

by Amanda L Marron

Lost grip on your hand
Now I can’t find you anywhere
Will you realize that you walked too far ahead?
Gone astray in the crowd
Unfamiliarity concedes
Tears of lingering hope
Glisten on reddened cheeks

01/30/2005

Posted on 01/31/2005
Copyright © 2024 Amanda L Marron

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/05/05 at 07:24 PM

...amanda, on first blush it's a kid a the Fair and lost his mommy but me, now, i'm sick and i see clowns where there are clouds...so in this piece i see people [lovers,spouses,children too from missing the values given in good families,and then] THEN as two people in marriage who grow will[if not caaaarefully tended to]grow a p a r t...lovely, heavy existential piece here, m'lady...peace, chaz

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