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yeah, it's 4:20
by Melanie J Yarbroughyou send me
messages
mixed up in blenders
as I sip my silence
and read my books
and pick my nails- to keep from waiting for your call.
I wonder where have you been all my life,
I wonder where the hell you are right now. 06/04/2005
Posted on 06/04/2005
Copyright © 2024 Melanie J Yarbrough
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Paul Marino on 06/04/05 at 09:28 PM nice, your words always have impact and are rather beautiful when centered on a page. oh, i like the title. |
| Posted by Ava Blu on 06/05/05 at 03:18 AM This is the best thing I've read of yours so far. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/05/05 at 08:35 PM Well put! Message received loud n' clear, even if this wasn't written to/for me. :o) |
| Posted by Carolyn Coville on 06/17/05 at 12:37 PM i can definitely feel the frustration in this! nicely said |
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