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Xeonox
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0 posted 2005-03-23 12:10 PM



How that is my heart is made of flesh
But my love is eternal?

What type of verdict you have given me?
That I can love someone, but
Not have someone love me back,

I cried many years,
Inside I hide and close my gates,

This sorrow does not go away,
Lord, why did you make me feel?

Have I truly lost my one love?
If so, am I yet to be awaken,

Raped of one thing that matters the most,
And I became a wandered,
A myth in the past,

Was I so UN pure to see?
That love comes so clear,

Chest of sorrows I find in this forsaken land,
Where is the silver lining?
My other half?
My better half?

In darkness, I see you-
Fade away as if I was too late,

Missed the train of love,
How was I to know?
I was the driver,
Not the back sit rider,

Will you give me a chance?
A sign that shows,
That love has not forsaken me,
For my lies are too great,
And my crimes too grim,

When I die,
And see you up there,
I will ask you mi lord,

Why let me be human,
And rape me of love,

My destiny set
Before I was born,
You killed me,
Before my first breath,

You showed me love,
Only to steal it back.

I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality.

© Copyright 2005 Ronil B Tataria - All Rights Reserved
The Jackal
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since 1999-08-13
Posts 426
Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A
1 posted 2005-03-24 03:06 PM


nice emotional piece

New lovers are nervous and tender, but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire

Purity
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since 2001-11-20
Posts 526
Once Upon, USA
2 posted 2005-03-25 10:54 AM


If one hasn't been "raped" in this fashion at a given point through this hell on earth we call life, one has not begun to understand. "Oh life, he cried, there must be something more." Xeonox, an ounce of doubt is worth more than 10,000 creeds. I am with you in every emotion here, and you, indeed, have learned from your experiences. Excellent outpouring of feelings.

Wings bruised from turning away in such confined space...Not broken...still healable...still feathered with life, somewhere

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