by Christina Davidson
Friday, June 27, 2003
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You hope to win my heart,
Tis such sweet sorrow.
My love can not be caught,
But you still hope for tommorow.
Another day and another night,
Feeling me still slipping away,
And yet you continue to fight,
Hoping in the end i'll stay.
Prisoner of your heart and soul,
You scream, you cry, beg and crawl.
Is it love or are you just a fool?
Why did you have to fall?
Confusing what is real,
You still want all of me,
Despite the fear that i feel,
Do i stay or should i set myself free?
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|Reviewed by Glenda Schattie (Reader)
|Very well done, actually felt same way.|
|Reviewed by peter paton (Reader)
|Tantalising verse , which tugs at the heartstrings !
Poignant theme begs an answer .
|Reviewed by Jackie Polanco (Reader)
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|Reviewed by Brittany Renée
|Freedom is the best thing of all. It actually has choices.
Splendid write. Much like that of my own and expressed better (mine's really long lately). Good reading. I enjoyed. Much to contemplate.
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|Good write! We've been there at one time or another...
May Lu a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)