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Dec 21, 2007
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The Cabinet
Her corner cabinet shines.
Filled with carousels and memories,
on the surface...life is fine.
But the room is dark
and the eerie sadness overwhelms
as the gloom solidifies.
Unanswered mail has its own corner,
motivation has escaped her.
Sleep controls the day,
the rest is spent in pain.
The light is on in the cabinet he gave her.
Everything is dusted, in its own special place,
but in the shiny glass, crying...
she can see her face.
— themoonman, Dec 21, 2007
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Critiques
purplemoondoll
18 years 5 months ago
Beautifully Written
themoonman
18 years 5 months ago
Thank you
purplemoondoll
18 years 5 months ago
Rereading
themoonman
18 years 5 months ago
Please
blistered-pen
17 years 5 months ago
ha!
themoonman
17 years 5 months ago
love it...
Proprietress o…
17 years 5 months ago
happy birthday,
themoonman
17 years 5 months ago
Proprietress...
Arrow
17 years 5 months ago
Oppressive depression,
themoonman
17 years 5 months ago
Arrow...
blistered-pen
17 years 5 months ago
ah, sleep.
themoonman
17 years 5 months ago
blistered-pen...
Ink Dragon
17 years 5 months ago
Richard,
weirdelf
17 years 5 months ago
it is liquid sadness