Open Poetry #15 |
Realizations of the Past. |
ParisGrl Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 610 |
The past comes back to haunt me at night. No one is there to hold me tight It is now that I realize how you have destroyed me I have to leave here for my own sanity Sometimes I don't know why you do the things you do Is it out of jealousy or fear? To hurt someone that you are supposed to hold dear |
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Savanna New Member
since 2001-07-31
Posts 6 |
Wow Great Poem! Sad, but sometimes true. I really enjoyed reading it. |
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ParisGrl Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 610 |
Savanna, I'm glad that you enjoyed it. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Laura, probably one or both. . . but. . . that's over now. . . nice to see you back my friend. . . --------------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
nice write. "but i see your true colors, |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Oh yes, the past haunts me more at night too. Good write. Sandra |
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