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Too Much To Say
All I want to say is I know what it's like to not be able to let go for the intensity to grow despite the distance now bestowed by paths which once aligned but now we find our state of mind is undefined at best and all the rest is simply what we didn't say because it would never be OK to feel this way although we tried our best to stay suspended in those moments we were blended and what seemed to be our colours bleeding boundaries receding was truly deceiving because interceding in my nostalgic process is a throbbing in my chest and I know it is best to make peace with the past but the pieces are smashed and what's left is all I have of a dream now nothing more than a blurry distant scene so serene and obscene I'm coming clean with my need to remain attached to our horse drawn carriage before it crashed and I think you and I see eye to eye on this subject matter our exterior is superior but interior has been shattered and now we shelter what is sacred what is left as we ebb and flow oh the tumultuous journeys of never letting go
Published 27th Sep 2012
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Tap, Tap, Tap... Ummm scuuuse me but I must inform you that this is a run on sentence and is unacceptable in the English language that once I taught in my local high school and found an alarming number of students who could not seem to use punctuation in any fashion resembling the language they had apparently learned or would not have been alowed to ascend to high school levels of the education system by which I was employed and would never have worked for had I known the extent to which students were not following the rules and writing perfect sentences with periods and commas and other such tools of the trade that I had spent so much time learning when I was in school so that I could get a job and teach these learning minds all that I had learned from my teachers who had passed down their knowledge before them just so that I could tell you that in spite of the extraordinary length of this run on sentence that reads quite exceptionally to my well trained mind that I find myself compelled to tell you in as brief a message as I can how wonderfully creative and expressed this run on sentence is!
Professor J. Poetryman
Professor J. Poetryman
30th Sep 2012 10:24am
a sentence can be finite, the emotions driving it have no limits. really enjoy the fact you played off of a run on sentence.
