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Array ( [sid] => 107474 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => I'm having nightmares in my waking hours, My heart is a rose that never flowers. [time] => 2005-10-10 20:06:26 [hometext] => This poem was for my ex-girlfriend. I loved her too much so i had to make her hate me so i could move on. I have issues. [bodytext] => I despair for i cannot repair the pain i chose to share,
for this i could not prepare, reaching for someone no longer there,
I know I am not all to blame, but i feel as though i am all the same,
I have tarnished our treasured memory, for i knew what was done was a necessity,
I let the worst get the best of me, now both our minds are plagued and far from trouble free.
That leads me to believe that there is two inside of me,
one who always knew and one that could never see,
With this i withdraw, into the inner sanctum of my soul,
I pray God will forgive me, though my heart has turned cold,
I am scared of what i saw, the man in the mirror driven by no goal,
This letter I doubt you'll ever see, yours I now so gently fold. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 22 [informant] => InfamousRed [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 23 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )

I'm having nightmares in my waking hours, My heart is a rose that never flowers.

Contributed by InfamousRed on Monday, 10th October 2005 @ 08:06:26 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I despair for i cannot repair the pain i chose to share,
for this i could not prepare, reaching for someone no longer there,
I know I am not all to blame, but i feel as though i am all the same,
I have tarnished our treasured memory, for i knew what was done was a necessity,
I let the worst get the best of me, now both our minds are plagued and far from trouble free.
That leads me to believe that there is two inside of me,
one who always knew and one that could never see,
With this i withdraw, into the inner sanctum of my soul,
I pray God will forgive me, though my heart has turned cold,
I am scared of what i saw, the man in the mirror driven by no goal,
This letter I doubt you'll ever see, yours I now so gently fold.

Copyright © InfamousRed ... [ 2005-10-10 20:06:26]
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Re: I'm having nightmares in my waking hours, My heart is a rose that never flowers. (User Rating: 1 )
by ForeverAlone on Monday, 10th October 2005 @ 09:12:16 PM AEST
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Greatly crafted and actually a very remarkable poem, the only thing that would have made this better would have been some stucture, even if it didnt have a definate one set in place by stanza lines and such, Awesomely done man, i can feel the pain and its very meloncholy, such a great ending to also end the poem too...applauds*

~Clark

Re: I'm having nightmares in my waking hours, My heart is a rose that never flowers. (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 10th October 2005 @ 09:19:09 PM AEST
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Wow, this must have been hard to write. It would have been for me.
Great write

Re: I'm having nightmares in my waking hours, My heart is a rose that never flowers. (User Rating: 1 )
by justkevi on Tuesday, 11th October 2005 @ 01:47:21 AM AEST
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Read The Picture of Dorien Grey. and Jekyll and Hyde.

You're not the first one to feel like two people.

Re: I'm having nightmares in my waking hours, My heart is a rose that never flowers. (User Rating: 1 )
by Lollypopxcore on Sunday, 23rd October 2005 @ 07:51:19 PM AEST
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wow...she must have hurt you extremely bad..
but this was a really beautiful poem, although sad.
I understand about the "I had to make her hate me so i could move on."
you're a unbelievably good writer...I'd like to talk to you sometime.

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