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A Beautiful Disaster
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since 2007-01-13
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0 posted 2009-09-30 04:37 AM


This open book without an ending
Is everything my life reminds of.
You, shallow souls, were just pretending -
You're out of touch, I'm out of mind now.

I was a slave of my devotion,
A pillow for your worthless tears,
And you just played with my emotions,
Then in a moment disappeared.

I gave you all my heart to treasure -
You marked it with your footprints, dirty.
But it's your loss that can't be measured,
And nevermore your lies will hurt me!

The novel's waiting for your ending,
Fresh rumors - what is more exciting?
I'll laugh at you and keep pretending
I can't make out your handwriting.

© Copyright 2009 April A. - All Rights Reserved
anniepimm54
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since 2009-09-03
Posts 110

1 posted 2009-09-30 05:56 AM


This is quite sad but very well written
I think this stanza is my fave

I was a slave of my devotion,
A pillow for your worthless tears,
And you just played with my emotions,
Then in a moment disappeared.


Excellent poem
Annie

Chalmette Guy
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since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257
Louisiana
2 posted 2009-09-30 11:09 AM


I like the quiet strength behind this one.

I like these last lines...

The novel's waiting for your ending,
Fresh rumors - what is more exciting?
I'll laugh at you and keep pretending
I can't make out your handwriting.

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