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Free verse № 128902

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Member since 2002 · Posted 26 Jul 2005 · 0 comments

The leaves are falling down again, Cluttering up my heart with so much pain. Inching towards death, crawling to withdraw, While crouching down on the sidewalk, Reaching out, grasping for air, Everyone around just stops and stares, As the pain of a broken heart grows deeper, Sucking out my soul like the grim reeper. Drowning my emotions in Emery and Envy, listening to them screaming out their pain while still managing to be felt and understood. If life were simple, then it wouldnt take 9 months to make. Picking up the pieces, trying my hardest to make sense of whats going on around me, forever pondering the meaning of LOVE. The scenary is all drawn, We wont forget this. What you've done. The pain you've caused. You cant go running from us, then expect us to welcome you with open arms. You say: "Fuck you guys, I dont need you then. "We say: "We tried, we helped, we loved, we were there. Where were you?" You walk away.

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