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SimplyGold Senior Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 1453 |
Nothing Left How dare you bend your mighty sword on words you did potray You cling to dirt that stains your hands and promises you made You toyed with feelings not your own and marveled with delight When love did turn her broken heart you then took to flight How innocent you thought you were you played your game so well You didn't think about the rest and worse not cared enough to tell What sting there is to know these truths and accept this posion pill What heart can bear this hollow beast and accept this at will Oh, let me die in a wave of swoon that I may no longer feel Take it all my heart, my mind, whatever's there nothing left is real c2005SG |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
 my goodnessthis just dug into my heart and planted a seed of sadness please feel free to email if you want to talk |
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SimplyGold Senior Member
since 2002-07-10
Posts 1453 |
Thank you Passing Shadows for your reply. I'm just letting out some poetic steam after having lost someone very close. I'm O.K. just excerising my poetic prorogitive and redirecting some energy. You are sweet to show such concern appreciate it very much  SG |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
yes it's good to write it out sometimes it's the only way to handle things |
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