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Contributed by MoonlitAngel on Tuesday, 19th November 2019 @ 02:17:02 AM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

all the holes Iíve dug
and everything Iíve buried
truths Iíve been sweeping under the rug
itís all deadweight Iíve carried

I canít let it go

I canít forget you
but weíll never be the same
you can say itís because I withdrew
but itís just who you became

you cut me in pieces
forgot what I needed
Ďtil I broke down at your feet
you finally saw me bleed

is that what friends do?

thereís a hole inside me
since heís been so far away
the pain of not being able to reach
god, Iíd kill to touch his face

I wish he was here

cut myself in pieces
clinging tight to reasons
to keep myself together
but days go on forever

and I remember

these are graves Iíve dug
but itís my hope you buried
the loss just takes my breath when it floods
I need someone to carry me

far away from here

Copyright © MoonlitAngel ... [ 2019-11-19 02:17:02]
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Re: Floods (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Wednesday, 20th November 2019 @ 11:18:39 AM AEST
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Beautiful job expressing these kind of feelings.
Itís not a great place to be, so hopefully you wonít stay too long.
The strength is in you and itís been there all along.
Perhaps a grave is in order for something, but it isnít for you.
Keep your chin up. Good title btw.


Re: Floods (User Rating: 1 )
by Deidra_Carmichael on Saturday, 23rd November 2019 @ 04:18:02 AM AEST
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Havenít felt something like this in a long time (nevertheless, itís all too familiar). I applaud you for penning your heartís sorrow so well here. Hugs and prayers for you,


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