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Array ( [sid] => 176377 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Love Myself [time] => 2013-06-25 07:57:17 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Pieces of you remain
Though the whole of you is long gone
A faded picture of your smile attempts
To bring back the brightness in your face
A memory of your voice creeps in my head
Reminds me of how you spoke words of love and togetherness
Our song is playing
Loudly I sing along
Alone
The harmony is lost

Light a candle to grieve yesterday
I sit in the dark and watch it flicker back and forth
The flame rises and fades as the wick descends towards the bottom where it feeds off of the last remaining droplets of wax
Soon darkness will engulf the room
I will pray for a peaceful sleep and receive only nightmares of you loving me
Then awake to the nightmare of the morning
Breakfast is served
A cold plate of reality
With wholesome acceptance on the side
I wash it down with cold water
The taste is bitter
My face hides
From my own two eyes
Embarrassed of what I have become
A product of my own lies
A sinner

The day proceeds like any other
Although where it ends I can not say
I look in places hoping to spot a glimpse of a memory, a trace , maybe even see your face
Desperation has set in
Time does nothing to ease this change
A transition of lives
From complete to shattered
Broken and bruised
Too tired to matter
Too old to be new
It was you who made me feel alive and real


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Love Myself

Contributed by Jyssvw on Tuesday, 25th June 2013 @ 07:57:17 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Pieces of you remain
Though the whole of you is long gone
A faded picture of your smile attempts
To bring back the brightness in your face
A memory of your voice creeps in my head
Reminds me of how you spoke words of love and togetherness
Our song is playing
Loudly I sing along
Alone
The harmony is lost

Light a candle to grieve yesterday
I sit in the dark and watch it flicker back and forth
The flame rises and fades as the wick descends towards the bottom where it feeds off of the last remaining droplets of wax
Soon darkness will engulf the room
I will pray for a peaceful sleep and receive only nightmares of you loving me
Then awake to the nightmare of the morning
Breakfast is served
A cold plate of reality
With wholesome acceptance on the side
I wash it down with cold water
The taste is bitter
My face hides
From my own two eyes
Embarrassed of what I have become
A product of my own lies
A sinner

The day proceeds like any other
Although where it ends I can not say
I look in places hoping to spot a glimpse of a memory, a trace , maybe even see your face
Desperation has set in
Time does nothing to ease this change
A transition of lives
From complete to shattered
Broken and bruised
Too tired to matter
Too old to be new
It was you who made me feel alive and real


-----
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Re: Love Myself (User Rating: 1 )
by android00702 on Tuesday, 25th June 2013 @ 11:17:34 AM AEST
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that is good writing.


Re: Love Myself (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Tuesday, 25th June 2013 @ 02:15:27 PM AEST
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this is a very expressive write.. we all can relate in ways with things.. I like the use of wording its so beautifully brokenly magical.. awesome job

Vampyress Jenni


Re: Love Myself (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Friday, 27th December 2013 @ 08:09:44 PM AEST
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Naked. And beautiful.



~Scorp




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