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broken
Contributed by
sorrowsofabrokenheart
on
Thursday, 28th May 2009 @ 08:25:10 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Old pictures and the hope that you're coming home
They get me through the lonliness
Everyone tells me I've held on passed the point of letting go
But I can't give up not just yet
Not while there still a heartbeat in my chest
I see your face everywhere I turn
Like a ghost I can't out run
And I've tried my best to move on
But where do you go
When it's your entire life your leaving behind
You wished me to sleep with a posioness kiss
Left me for dead, but willed me to live
Confused the voices that scream in my head
Is it hate or is it love
When an angel smiles at the site of my blood
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2009-05-28 08:25:10]
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Re: broken
(User Rating: 1 )
by SirCallower on
Friday, 29th May 2009 @ 12:51:12 AM AEST
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I've always related love at hate as the same emotion really.
well, not totally related, more like cousins.
anyways, I really loved the end of your poem
"left me for dead, willed me to live"
and ofcourse the last line
Fantabulous!
im not sure if you meant that it makes the other person happy to see you hurt
but its still a great line
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