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The Best Of My Best
Contributed by
weepingprophet
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Thursday, 19th January 2006 @ 07:02:28 PM in AEST
Topic:
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your face is etched in my arm
as subtly as the knife in my back
the withered flowers in my front yard
are rememberance of what we once had
how soft the soil was in spring
when we planted our torrid hearts
you choked the life right out of me
like a weed tears the flowers apart
forgiveness is something i beg to forget
the memory outlasts the pain
but all the countenance of my solemn regret
is somehow painted so vain
your face is etched in my heart
as subtly as the ach in my chest
all the flowers that you tore apart
were simply the best of my best
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Re: The Best Of My Best
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 19th January 2006 @ 09:00:02 PM AEST
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| when I think of things, memories that I do not care for, I say, ok Lord, I prayed about this, so now, I know I know I was forgiven, help me to move on, oh, a lot of my flowers have been torn apart, luckily there were wonderful seeds left behind and grew back, beauty once restored. Lovely poem, thank you raquel Leah |
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