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He closes his eyes and his heart growls with hate
He cant help it any more innate Hes lost her his only reason to remain intact The monster in him destroyed it all and that's just a fact He sits now in his castle of stone Knowing theirs no way out hes completely alone He watches her now from miles away Trapped with his love for her, here he must stay He made his decisions and so did she He would trade all of it for this not to be To rewind time is out of his reach of power So he sits rewinding it in his mind, hour by hour He remembers her when they were children reflecting on there first kiss It hurts him so bad he screams out wanting more then what is To go to her and beg for her forgiveness would do nothing Shes in love with some one else and hes a real some thing Why did he have to be so blind Why couldn't he ease his pain and just be kind To have love and lost is to live and learn But to lose true love only makes you yearn Its torment and hell beyond your sight It creates a monster that hides from the light He closes his heart and tries to find hope But in all his life hes never felt so low To have wanted her for so many years And to lose her so fast, drives him to tears He closes his eyes and his heart growls with hate For he knows now how to love her but its to late. N.D.D. 2012 |
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I am so sorry you are hurting so.I am so sorry that you could't express it to her in away that was gentle.Please don't let it eat at you, for when someone else comes along you heart might be to hard to let it in.You might not believe in prayer, but I do .So I will keep you in mine.
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Edited by
PacificStar48
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Sat 03/03/12 01:20 AM
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Nicolas,
Cool poem. If irt s pwersonal you haqve my sympathy. I don't beoeve love is ever wasted. Even when love gets turn upside down by choices that we do or don't control it jas still floated through our being and improves us. I also believe if you focus on the time you had as a life lesson and learn form it the ability to love then you are way ahead of a lot of people. It is hard to believe but I have seen it proved over and over that someone else will come along and a spirt of love will be reborn in you. Might not be the same but it will still hold the same elements of goodness And make you happy in a way you haven't imagined yet because how we love each special person in out lives is unique in itself and takes nothing away from past loves but maybe the wisdom to treasure it when it comes into your life again.. I also believe just because one person really rocks your world does not nean that you have had your quota and you can't have more because true love is not mesured' you can't use it up, and the more you give it out to the world the more it comes back to you; sometimes in the most surpriseing ways and momemts. It is alright to greive the loss of any love but the greatest compliment you can give to anyone you love is to say this person taught me to love and I am going to not waste that gift. |
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a heart wrenching write
the only walls that exist here are the one's that you allow. if you think you a monster, you will become. riddled in self loathing and pity. the only walls that exist here are the one's you can knock down. if you think you a being of love, you will become. soaked in love and light. which would you rather take out into the world, to find love, again? grieve a loss, but don't let it consume you. learn and grow, change. offer only what you want in return. be. |
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a heart wrenching write the only walls that exist here are the one's that you allow. if you think you a monster, you will become. riddled in self loathing and pity. the only walls that exist here are the one's you can knock down. if you think you a being of love, you will become. soaked in love and light. which would you rather take out into the world, to find love, again? grieve a loss, but don't let it consume you. learn and grow, change. offer only what you want in return. be. Thanks you, a interesting counterpart to mine. |
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In ever looking back,,over your hearts shoulder,,under the what if's and why's,,,,we ALL find bittersweet reasons to find self infliction.
Like a curse upon our soul's skin,,we share, our convictions.... NICE Write man,,, |
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