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no name to this one
Contributed by
deathbringer
on
Friday, 12th May 2006 @ 03:01:37 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Walking into darkness , again , alone ,
Wondering will I ever say I'm home
Watching all the history of my broken heart,
The whole cycle , again, and again starts
And it seems it will never be ending
And my heart forever will be bleeding.
Gazing again in my blackened heart
And ask myself , will joy have a spark
In this emptiness I must call home.
Cursed to be always alone.
Here I sit again , alone , and wait
Thinking that I'm only good to hate
And screaming alone in this empty night
Still hoping that my forsaken heart might
Find itself , in light , again
And have no reason to blame again
The Fate and God that hated me
And cursed me , forever alone to be.
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deathbringer
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2006-05-12 03:01:37]
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Re: no name to this one
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 12th May 2006 @ 04:47:26 PM AEST
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i think you could've titled it "Alone"
sad, emotional, straight from the heart - the best of poems.
lovely write
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Re: no name to this one
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by Lo2681 on
Saturday, 13th May 2006 @ 03:43:31 AM AEST
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Very sad. But God hates no one. Remember that. You too will have your happy day.
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Re: no name to this one
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by JGB on
Saturday, 27th May 2006 @ 03:16:52 AM AEST
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WOW!
I was a single mother for 13 years; I know what you speak of. How lonely is it! I know being by yourself. I was single for a reason. The only girl out of six kids, and things happened that should not have.
"Cursed to be always alone."
I felt that way until the day I married. Still, to this day there is always something. Not like it was though.
God speed and God bless you.
Joanna
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