Paul Williams

You Can'T Write A Love Story

Sunday
I am lying in bed alone
life is full of people
lying in bed alone
and I guess that's ok
I thought about going for a walk
down by the sea
Instead i listened to next door
going at it
and then i decided
maybe i should take that walk
So i got up dressed
and went to the bar

Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2008

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  • Subbaraman N V (2/3/2008 9:19:00 AM)

    Yes! It is all in our hands!

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  • Linda OriLinda Ori (2/1/2008 3:36:00 PM)

    Well, you sure said a mouthfull with just a few words. I think there are many out here who have been at that place more than we'd care to admit. I like the twist at the end - sometimes a good stiff drink works wonders and puts a nice color around everything. Nice job!
    Linda :)

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