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My
Contributed by
antares
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Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 05:08:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Why even open my eyes
My miserable reality will be the same
I will still yearn for you
You will still turn away.
Youll casually mingle with your new admirers,
Then greet me with a nonchalant HI,
That will sting me worse
Than your last bitter goodbye.
So why crawl into that pain
When I can stay in my safe confines?
Just shut my eyes and float away
To when the world was mine.
Ill just slip away
To relive all those firsts.
When no one compared to me
When I quenched all your thirst.
No, today I will not get up
To be tortured by your smile.
Not as though youll miss me.
(Wish I could say the same!)
Instead, Ill go to the beach,
Go walking hand in hand,
With the man who owns my heart
And together well watch the waves
Erase our heart-bound names,
Forever from the sand.
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antares
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2004-05-19 17:08:19]
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Re: My
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by Overstated on
Wednesday, 19th May 2004 @ 05:13:33 PM AEST
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'With the man who owns my heart
And together we’ll watch the waves
Erase our heart-bound names,
Forever from the sand.'
lovely ending - its beautiful so sad inparts loved reading it...thanks
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Re: My
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by swiftsouljah on
Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 04:36:28 PM AEST
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Those were your days....
those ARE my days right now....
great write
wayne |
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Re: My
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by Archie on
Thursday, 3rd June 2004 @ 04:11:22 PM AEST
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| A broken relationship always hurts then you learn to move on. It is okay to feel what you feel so long as you grow by it. At least you dream of the day of true love, that makes this poem well worth the write and from my point of view well worth reading. |
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