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[sid] => 184861
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => STAGES OF RAGES
[time] => 2018-02-11 09:17:44
[hometext] => Getting over love.
[bodytext] => You speak of love as though you are done with it. Anger betrays you; you’ve only begun with it! One day you’ll know where love starts and ends: Denial and self lies: stage one—we pretend!. The heart grows suspicious. We won’t believe friends. Next we take blame; The guilt trip descends; This can be fixed—if I just make amends! Three - we blame others, despite their objections; Fixes at this stage require perfection! The harder we grip, the more love grows cold; We’re losing the bond; untying its’ hold; Still sifting the ashes for leftover gold! Speaking in rage we lament our decisions; Bitter our tirades of love’s cruel incision; Tears bring us less than a moment’s dilution; Falling far short of the hearts absolution. At last we acknowleledge that we played a part. Destroying the space that once held our heart. Sooner or later sarcasm will follow; Embittered laughter that rings in the hollows; And echos the canyons like ghostly reminders; Caustic cartoon-speak of days that were kinder; At last we’re too tired to mount an attack; There is after all, no way to go back; Healing comes not from rage, but the lack! Both love and hate are equals revealing; How deep we’re entangled by all of our feelings. It’s over, it’s done, when no footprints endure. Recovery is silent, and so it obscures; Apathy’s signal that love has been cured. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 77 [topic] => 21 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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