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My emotions are like

The mud puddle

That I stare at

Through my window.



They run deep.

And just like the mud puddle.

Have gorges that have been cut.



Like the water

In the puddle

Those are the places

That are continuously filled.



The pain, fear, jealousy,

Happiness and frustration

Are it's constant water supply.



And just like

The mud puddle who's

Edges are soft and moist

So are my emotions.



The rain drops that

Splish and splash

Are like the tears that I cry.



For as they hit the puddle

A ripple is sent out.

And as my tears flow

A ripple is sent throughout

My body.



So as I sit stare.

The mud puddle and I

Become one.

For two things that you see

As opposite

To us are just alike.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

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Angelus
16:21 Sep 30 2010

THIS I LIKE, A LOT!

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sippa
16:25 Oct 01 2010

i can relate my sweet

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DragonReborn
19:40 Nov 26 2010

very beautifully written.very sad and very thoughtful as well.love the way you compared yourself to what you was talking about.awesome job

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xAquariICx
21:22 Nov 26 2010

I love this one as well.

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GlindaLynn
02:08 Dec 12 2010

Very much so- indeed.

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Whispers of truth and whispers of lies.

Whispers that linger and live on in our minds.

Whispers that turn the fear into hate.



Whispers in the morning sun.

Whispers in the eve' when the day is done.

Whispers that float upon the wind and rain.

Whispers true and for the vain.



Whispers here and whispers there.

Whispers, whispers everywhere.



Whispers in the room that's dark.

Whispers that contribute a spark.

Whispers that don't even want to be heard.



Whispers in the air

Between the birds and bees.

Whispers here and now

Between you and me.



Whispers here and whispers there.

Whispers, whispers everywhere.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

I weep for what I have

Yet I have it not.



I weep for what I love

But it does not loveme back.



I weep for what I've lost

Yet it is here with me.



I weep for what I knew

Yet it was not so.



I weep for what I want

But it does not come.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

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Angelus
16:21 Sep 30 2010

haunting, but quite lovely.

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GlindaLynn
02:10 Dec 12 2010

This is really good- I really like this one.. how true.

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The butterflies

Do flitt and flutter

On flowers and trees

To sip their nectar.



Then fly away their wings a-flutter

And spread their song

Both near and far.



As the birds

Upon their perch

Do chirp their

Lovely song

Of love and birth.



Upon the the wings

I dance and sing.

My song alone

Will loudly ring.



My song

Of love and hope.

And freedom

That keeps us all afloat.



Written by: Jennifer Widener

~FP~

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Angelus
16:22 Sep 30 2010

.. so writes a gardene! deffo.

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sippa
16:36 Oct 01 2010

sing my sweet, for all you're worth

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