Dark Poetry #3 |
Half of a Whole |
LastMoments Member
since 2003-03-07
Posts 92 |
Although told to forget I can't put this in the past My eyes are real, the tears are pure Rain droplets of life you'd call them They splash the ground with falling hope Painting a story of misery and broken amends Forgotten bonds, Lost trust Dependency on people fading into past I look out the window to view oppurtunity Then to see it shun by clouding fire Burning to dismiss any fortune Inside any bearing I held begins to melt away I can't seem to find my place Or walk the ground I belong It's times like these I can't accept Perhaps I wasn't meant to be Maybe I live the shadow of another A half of a whole |
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SPIRIT Senior Member
since 2002-12-29
Posts 1745California Desert |
Half of a Whole - what an interesting thought. Liked this. |
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