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Triskaidekaphobia
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since 2003-02-05
Posts 251
In a state of disrepair...

0 posted 2009-06-09 05:23 PM



Yes, I'll play with love
like it was my own blood.
While affection cuts and rips
it's crimson crying over me.

As much as I can bleed
On you I will coldly feed
Like the candlelight
the night lies with.

Just forget I wrote this
and only for your bliss.
I will tell you this:

I'm just a shadow
Of what I used to be
A failing lonely reliquary
Of all I wanted to be.

And everything you are
makes me weep and die inside
The miles are too far
and my heart is known to lie.

I'm not enough
and I never will be
But thats just tough
Since you refuse to leave me

Yes, I'll play with love
like it was my life blood
Until I'm used up and dired up
and my wounds bleed like mud
Because you are enough.

Hangovers are nature's way of preparing us for liver failure.

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steavenr
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1 posted 2009-06-10 12:54 PM


my favorite part:

"I'm just a shadow
Of what I used to be
A failing lonely reliquary
Of all I wanted to be."

...descriptive, distinct, and direct

Alison
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2 posted 2009-06-13 10:49 PM


Wow!  This is strong and really carries a punch in its power.  Rejection sucks and you say it so much better than I just did.  It hurts and your poem hurt to read.

Alison

Somebody
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3 posted 2009-06-24 06:59 PM


Finally, my hope & optimism have been awarded! I checked Passions in Poetry just to see if you came back sharing your acutely amazing poems with those who have love & passion for poetry. And to my sheer pleasure, you DID having posted two poems which titles’ ends are 3 dots…3 dots always remind me of rainy drops – dot. dot. dot.

And my favourite part is

“And everything you are
makes me weep and die inside
The miles are too far
and my heart is known to lie.

I'm not enough
and I never will be
But thats just tough
Since you refuse to leave me”


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