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Stolen Away

Member since 2002 · Posted 3 Mar 2003 · 3 comments

Vile trust My wall has been breached My heart stolen away Such precious cargo It breaks without tender care Ah, yet not enough its proved to be My wall its armor A weakness in thoughtless trust Such misconception Manipulating trust speaking witty words Sugar coated hurts That cracked my wall And let my heart steal away For a ledge to sit upon With trust as its cushion A cushion of rocks Shattered now lays my heart I leave the pieces And my wall lies echoing

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[10] Freethinker1602 3-Mar-03/7:40 PM Reply

Tsk Tsk Tsk. We are too young too love. Too foolish to consider unrequitted feelings. Too young...I'll be your shoulder to cry on in your time of woe.. I only know because I've been through a love so tortorous that I didn't know if I could stand to look in his eyes with out knowing that he'd be ok. That he'd live. Then as I say...Then She Got Over It the title of a new poem. You'll learn and eventually...Hey here's a thought, maybe you were just looking for validation...Try to feel better and get sleep.

[10] Topaz Servias 5-Mar-03/7:18 PM Reply

These shards of red
Laying scattered all around
Reflect the beauty
A shimmer in the dark
A glimmer of hope
Some prayer for the future
It's all that can be given
For one who's heart
Now broken in sorrow
Lies surounding my feet
A note of chance
The sound of possibilities
To look ahead
But never forget
This weeping man
The hardest of choices
Made these shards.....

[9] Sapphire2589 20-Mar-04/12:13 AM Reply

AWWW,how sad but true,im guessung that you are referring to being heartbroken,good job,nice write