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Date Posted: 11:09:10 02/12/03 Wed
Author: Raphaela
Author Host/IP: webcacheB03a.cache.pol.co.uk / 195.92.168.165
Subject: Re: No More
In reply to: Ian B Saxon 's message, "Re: No More" on 10:42:48 02/12/03 Wed

Hi Ian

Great to see you here again and thank you for your kind words.

I wrote this as a little song - a sort of rock ballad, hence my uncharacteristic use of rhyme.

Have you reopened The Golden Quill? If so, let me know if you want me to link at the bottom of Unicorn

Email me with your news.

>Hi Raphaela
>
>It's been some time since I had the pleasure of
>reading you and reading this, I remember why I always
>loved your poetry, because you are so good at it!!!! :)
>
>Ian
>
>http://pub144.ezboard.com/bthegoldenquill
>
>
>
>>No more
>>
>>Watching you sitting there
>>looking so desolate in your chair
>>a broken man with heart in two
>>was it my fault I fell for you.
>>
>>The years have taken their toll
>>too much heartache in your soul
>>your eyes reveal such inner pain
>>as life will never be the same.
>>
>>Sitting silently like a panther
>>about to leap high into the air
>>I couldn�t have loved you more
>>for you I was almost a whore.
>>
>>Your hands tightly grip the chair
>>we both sense tension in the air
>>walking a tightrope I do not know
>>which way to let myself go.
>>
>>He�s just a man, a helpless child
>>who had the power to be wild
>>He�s just a man, who had to rule
>>but I am nobody�s fool.
>>
>>He�s just a man but never again
>>will this woman fall for that
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>18 January 2002

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