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One Last Symphony
Contributed by
ijjj123
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Tuesday, 26th September 2017 @ 08:09:57 PM in AEST
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I wont return..
These will be my last words.
Truth is,
Time mends no wounds.
A scar is a scar,
And it will always show..
It can be covered but YOU will always know its there
The more among me there are,
the more loneliness I gather..
I/'/m only comforted by the dark,
as it reminds me of a time I will never remember.
Even with those that care,
I do not.
That will never change.
We rot at our own pace,
but like me, some decay sooner..
The blanket of night suffocates me.
If I stop breathing,
I will be living in a dream...
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Re: One Last Symphony
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by JamesStockdale on
Wednesday, 27th September 2017 @ 09:33:11 AM AEST
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Great poem.
Scars are like a map to me. They guide me along and remind me of the mistakes I have made. No better teacher than pain.
God Bless You!
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Re: One Last Symphony
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by softerware on
Wednesday, 4th October 2017 @ 10:52:50 PM AEST
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So true. We all know where our scars are..and we have all felt alone in a crowd. But it is we who isolate ourselves, not the other way around. Accept before acceptance; Love before loved; Give before get.
My favorite line is THE MORE AMONG ME THERE ARE, THE MORE LONELINESS I GATHER. And here is why: What we look for becomes what we see--because we can only see what we look for.
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