Thursday, August 21, 2008

Empty Mug Comments

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awake i lay behind closed doors
inside i shake with tears that pour

out the window my eyes do reach
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Jodilee Duke
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Ashraful Musaddeq 30 August 2008

The concluding lines are beautiful.

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Audrey Heart 30 August 2008

Well penned emotional picture. Life sometimes gets hard on everyone, but being able to stand up and reach that empty mug and fill it up with fresh coffee is what matters most and keeps us going.

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Shilesha Johnson 30 August 2008

wow this poem was very good. i liked it so much. i feel the same way sometimes. this was very good Jodilee

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