Open Poetry #35 |
Fate |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
My heart- Broken, After breaking yours, How could I not see that? I told you that my love Is gone, You are not the one, Those tears you shed, Each chance at hope- Fading, Now that I am gone, You can move on, But how can I? I try to write, And fight, The need to call, To think of you as the one, Who was my end, My way to heaven, The time we spent, Thinking about kids, And the valentine gift, All that, now a mess, Who to blame? No one, but fate, Destiny chose me, A sacrificial lamb, I walk under the blade, One more glimpse, Of your face- And it ends, The pain I carry now- The burden of fate, And of lost love. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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Cloud 9 Senior Member
since 2004-11-05
Posts 980Ca |
Fate, isn't it funny the way it works. Sometimes things just arn't meant to be. Its a painful lesson but a lesson learned. This is great! |
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