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Let go |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
She stands in the rain That's how I see her now Waving as she leaves Salt tears lost to the storm Its a fantasy A dream that I hold A fiction to forgive myself In reality here I stand No tears falling for me No-one waves me away It is true, she is gone As they are all gone She was just the last Now my arms are empty My tears the only ones that fall and no storm to take them I earn my final broken heart I earn the perfect silence With which I share my bed This is my full stop My sentence ends My stories quaint savage tragedy I bought my own pain With each piece of myself One at a time I surrender I sit in the shadow Watching the sun just beyond my reach And I wish for the rain I aint as good as I once was but I'm as good, once, as I ever was. - Toby Keith |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
this is very emotional, kind of story we can't forget, sad ending but you have to hope again yann |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Really admire the connection you paint 'tween rain and your lost love. Best wishes to you! ~d "..But a tyrant spell has bound me, |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Oh this is torturous, Walter. I relate to this very well: quote:this one bleeds, and bleeds well. Michael |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
fine writing...james |
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