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Sandam - Three Women by ~sandam:iconsandam:

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Three Women

Three women walked to the side of the road.

One hailed a taxi,
and took the long way that night.
One caught the bus,
tears streaming down her face.
One put out a thumb and took a chance
on finding the right one.

One women was lucky.
One women was not.
And the last women was in her usual rut.

Three women caught a ride from the side of the road.
Each followed her destiny,
each followed their script.
But none of them really found home.
©2004-2008 ~sandam
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Spur of the moment poem while eating a microwave quarter pounder with cheese - no jokes

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~alwayzdazd:iconalwayzdazd: Mar 28, 2004, 8:03:38 AM
does it all depend on how you search? time patience, and unfortunately trial and error. very cool picture i got from this piece.

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Am I the star beneath the stairs?

Am I a ghost upon the stage?

Am I your anything?


~sandam:iconsandam: Mar 28, 2004, 10:52:19 AM
Thanks. I'm still not too sure what I mean with this piece but as you got something from it, it can't be all bad :)

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We are the poeple our parents warned us about

Nothing pisses non-conformists off more than other non-conformists who refuse to conform to the rules of non-conformity.

When Life gets you down,
Stand up.
Look him in the eyes.
And knee the sucker in
~alwayzdazd:iconalwayzdazd: Mar 28, 2004, 6:51:31 PM
not bad at all...made me think..always a good thing. ;)

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Am I the star beneath the stairs?

Am I a ghost upon the stage?

Am I your anything?


~fila:iconfila: Mar 28, 2004, 11:10:33 PM
I like it... its simple... but the last line makes the poem...
~sandam:iconsandam: Mar 29, 2004, 2:43:56 AM
...messy is the word I would use to descibe the end. Like I said in the desc' it was a quick poem while eating my supper before going out. so I didn't really edit it much. Glad you like it though.

Andrew ;)

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We are the poeple our parents warned us about

Nothing pisses non-conformists off more than other non-conformists who refuse to conform to the rules of non-conformity.

When Life gets you down,
Stand up.
Look him in the eyes.
And knee the sucker in
=kagrmom:iconkagrmom: Mar 30, 2004, 8:54:52 AM
I love this!

You have put into motion a very good plot for supposition!!

Which one?

Why?

:hug:

--
mari



A man's home is his castle.....let him clean it........anon
~sandam:iconsandam: Mar 30, 2004, 2:36:15 PM
thanks :) Its always nice to be complemented

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We are the poeple our parents warned us about

Nothing pisses non-conformists off more than other non-conformists who refuse to conform to the rules of non-conformity.

When Life gets you down,
Stand up.
Look him in the eyes.
And knee the sucker in
~xtheravenx:iconxtheravenx: Mar 30, 2004, 2:45:36 PM
Interesting how you say so much with so little. Well done.

:ninjafella:Matt:ninjafella:

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The funniest thing I've read in a while:
chown -R us ./base
~walkingsoul:iconwalkingsoul: Apr 2, 2004, 4:17:04 PM
I dunno... but I feel like this has a very pessimistic edge, like nothing is complete. The three women were very different searching for one thing. They all took different routes and although their journey's were different they were still where they started, on the side of the road... hmmm... this has certainly made me think...

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