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naught. . .

Contributed by elle on Sunday, 25th October 2009 @ 08:20:59 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



You are not
& never will be
what you portrayed
yourself to be.
Nothing I hope for
or hold dear
or accept or deny
will ever change this.
This is as true & real
as time itself.
Only my own sad
& steadfast illusions
hold any other idea
of the whole of it. . .
I do not have strength
enough
to hold onto what
we could have been
forever. . .
How I tire, even now.
Absolute truth
is just as heavy
as stark denial.




Copyright © elle ... [ 2009-10-25 08:20:59]
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Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by jaeann on Sunday, 25th October 2009 @ 12:29:30 PM AEST
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yes...just as heavy.....knowing the truth does not make it any easier....you looked into my soul today my friend....


Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 25th October 2009 @ 06:10:53 PM AEST
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oh elle, this is exceptional. So much truth and realness within your
words and those last four lines bring a clarity of thought that pierces
my heart. Some never reveal who they are until it is far too late.
Perhaps the fantasy should just be left alone sometimes ....


Excellent post hun!!

~ Breezy



Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Sunday, 25th October 2009 @ 08:06:24 PM AEST
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A wounded and sad write Elle.
I am so sorry for the pain.

Well written verse non the less and you are right the truth can hurt so very bad. Hard pill to swallow at times. Once over the shock of it though we are better off (knowing) later down the road ya know??

Hugs you tight and tighter

Michelle


Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by MorguesMatter on Monday, 26th October 2009 @ 05:56:21 AM AEST
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Those lines are cold and gripping touched me deeply-Morgues


Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 26th October 2009 @ 01:26:52 PM AEST
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A profound, emotional write.

-Phil


Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 29th October 2009 @ 09:14:52 PM AEST
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Not sure anyone intentionally let's us know who they really are. I think they just forget how to keep up the facade. But oh my goodness, you drop that reality like a well place hand grenade!!!! Ah, the power of "L" and strength from within that is inspring.




Re: naught. . . (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 29th October 2009 @ 09:16:47 PM AEST
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Drat! that last word is supposed to be "inspiring".




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