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~*Broken Soul*~ (Free verse) by Katie Within my little basket,
I carry bits and pieces,
Of my shot down dreams,
And broken hearts,
Still looking to uncover the missing parts.
As I seek for my perfect match,
To finish my life long puzzle,
I wonder if we'll ever find each other,
Then I think,
How can I love another when my heart is incomplete,
First I must set off to find,
The parts of my heart that have been left behind,
Among the rubble of memories crowded within my mind.
Mend some of my broken dreams,
And try to find my reality,
Then maybe I'll begin to see,
Finding my love shall come with ease.
Up the ladder:
in love with jane doe
Down the ladder:
American Idol epiphany in haiku
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.2941175
Posted: October 16, 2002 3:41 PM PDT; Last modified: October 16, 2002 3:41 PM PDTWeighted score: 6.139855 Overall Rank: 1077 Comments:
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INTRANSIT @ 64.12.96.46
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16-Oct-02/4:01 PM
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Yup, works best when you do it that way.
Giveme one single, good, understandable and worthwhile argument for the addition of those ridiculous tildes and asterixes in the title. Just one.
to search for the one true love. Don'w worry Katie... you'll find him :o) Good poem!
i wish i can write like u,!
i really understand it! its a great poem, it rolls well
I enjoyed this. Not overly mawkish and very simple in its content.
Almost as if a child could read the words although the meaning goes much deeper. Definitely a cut above most love poems. 264 view(s)
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