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My CURSE
Contributed by
AndreaJ
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Wednesday, 9th March 2005 @ 11:09:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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My past surrounds me like a bubble not wanting to pop.
My past lurks behind me in the shadows ready to pounce on
Anyone who dare to enter.
It is a curse that cannot be broken.
A chill that cannot be shaken.
And it will haunt me until my very dying days.
Everyday someone brings something to a head of something I did,
Something I said.
It's neverending and my future is dwindling,
From this past that is daunting and shrieking from the shadows.
It is a curse that cannot be broken.
A chill that cannot be shaken.
And it will haunt me until my very dying days.
He cannot over see it.
It breaks him everyday,
To know that this past does exist
And cannot be erased.
To him it means more than the past
But maybe a fear for the future.
It is a curse that cannot be broken.
A chill that cannot be shaken.
And it will haunt me until my very dying days.
My love for him made this past seem a curse.
Before him I loved no one especially myself.
He gave me love in more ways than one.
For him I wish I could vanish my curse, warm my chill,
And feel safe until my dying days from my past.
Copyright ©
AndreaJ
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2005-03-09 23:09:21]
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Re: My CURSE
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by lady-quiet-dreamer on
Wednesday, 26th April 2006 @ 02:53:09 PM AEST
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