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Empty Space |
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Possum Junior Member
since 2001-03-20
Posts 23 |
I open my eyes and see the space Empty in my world My arms are weak And my tears burn as they fall down my cheeks As far as I can look into myself I can see darkness I can feel my fears I look into the mirror of my soul And see my distortion My twisted body My ugly reality Banging my head to stop the pain Holding my heart in my cold hands again Dropping it over the edge of this earth I realize that it is gone The spot where it was will never be happy again Quickly I close my eyes Its scary when they see Quiet in my dark state I can see the truth Over the edge I see you climb Holding my heart in your warm, strong hands You come to me and kiss the tears that burn You hold me so tight If the fears were there they rushed away And your sweet words and love Put my heart back in place And me Warm again in my space |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
A happy ending to this poem  I enjoyed reading. Maree I may know the word but not say it I may know the truth but not face it I may hear a sound a whisper sacred and profound but turn my head indifferent. Natalie Merchant [This message has been edited by Dark Angel (edited 03-21-2001).] |
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thecraig Member
since 2001-03-11
Posts 223 |
Reads like your wife is a good cook. |
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