lost by Richard Trotter I hate the fact you're not my business, I'm not allowed to know whose lips you kiss whose arms you miss what dreams you entertain. Just the colour of my pain lost like a mannequin in snow i'm not allowed to know. 05/15/2005 Posted on 05/15/2005 Copyright © 2024 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Stephanie Kent on 05/16/05 at 10:28 PM I hate the fact you're not my business...what a great line. xx Posted by Megan Langley on 06/01/05 at 04:33 PM You can always put your ideas so eloquently into words... xoxo Megan Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 06/04/05 at 02:43 PM lost like a mannequin in snow i'm not allowed to know.....the poem has such a simplicity, and that works for the subject matter, but these last lines are a killer!!! well done! Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)