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[bodytext] => You have just lost a friend One who cared about you deeply One who has loved you Thought about you And treated you kindly Would fight for you Lie for you And follow you blindly You have just threw us away Taken the memories and let them rot into decay Held me by the throat as your sword of words slay All of your energy expended into tiredness and hate Over nothing, something trivial, immature, my bad, my mistake If it was ever anything It has turned to waste And can not be saved Revived or replayed So little time Dust and grime Pitch black of a cave A hush fell over your lips As I begged you to stay Begged you to place Your heart beside mine And not run away This is my fault Sometimes Feelings get caught And turn ordinary people Into these monsters of hope Out of this scope So soft rope chokes Holds close Loose thoughts Pure salt I pour more On wounds To consume Eating away Blacking the room A linger of perfume Holds still in the air It loiters Then drops Into a pit of despair Commit to desires Lit is the fire Which burns And returns To a solemn vow of silence Where words Are cheap Touching provides the heat Meet me in the restaurant At a quarter to three Reserved back seat Order anything you like to eat Drink until content Satiate in my presence Be beautiful in my space Cruel with love as its only trace Seductive is a word misplaced Compared with angels Essentially equal A rare taste Spit back In my face Embarrassed Disgraced Composed but battered I hurt where nothing matters Glass souls shatter A million and one fragments Illuminate the sun Brilliance dictates the flow A downward spiral With a crocodile Below In denial Of pontential foes Not all are honest Moral creatures with toes Fingers to count lovers Hooks to hang their cloths Books to feed the brain through the nose I left And watched you go ________ ____ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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