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Love to caress me gently.
I sit in a room full of people waiting for a sign of acknowledgement
from you.
We sit together in our room;
Your here but your not.
I see you,
I hear you,and
I try to no avail for your love and our souls to embrace.
I sit in a empty room full of people
I am always here open and exposed for you.
I Sit in our room longing for our souls to merge together once again in utter bliss and and completion.
Only to be broke and disgaurded into a pile of our demise and after math of my own denial.
Was I only here for your amusement and selfish needs?
Was our love a dream?
I should know these answers; I sit in a empty room full of people invisible to everyone.
As the only man that does and will until time stops , holds my shattered heart in his hands,
Silently crying over a love he destroyed.
As he stands in a room full of on lookers watching his demise.
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My Broken Life...

Contributed by MaeMae on Thursday, 5th July 2018 @ 12:54:04 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I sit and wait for a fraction of your
Love to caress me gently.
I sit in a room full of people waiting for a sign of acknowledgement
from you.
We sit together in our room;
Your here but your not.
I see you,
I hear you,and
I try to no avail for your love and our souls to embrace.
I sit in a empty room full of people
I am always here open and exposed for you.
I Sit in our room longing for our souls to merge together once again in utter bliss and and completion.
Only to be broke and disgaurded into a pile of our demise and after math of my own denial.
Was I only here for your amusement and selfish needs?
Was our love a dream?
I should know these answers; I sit in a empty room full of people invisible to everyone.
As the only man that does and will until time stops , holds my shattered heart in his hands,
Silently crying over a love he destroyed.
As he stands in a room full of on lookers watching his demise.

Copyright © MaeMae ... [ 2018-07-05 12:54:04]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: My Broken Life... (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Thursday, 5th July 2018 @ 05:04:38 PM AEST
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I like the repeating theme of living in a crowd but feeling alone anyway. It conveys the message that we are individuals, not masses.
My favorite line is I SIT IN AN EMPTY ROOM FULL OF PEOPLE.
The conversational style is like eavesdropping on the writers personal life. Well done.
softerware

Re: My Broken Life... (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Friday, 6th July 2018 @ 08:32:12 AM AEST
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/'/We sit together in our room
Your here but your not/'/
wow
what a deep emotional thing that is,
stay strong
keep releasing that silent scream in flows....

Re: My Broken Life... (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Monday, 30th July 2018 @ 09:44:25 PM AEST
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Very deep and powerful.
The raw emotion surges like a tidal wave in this.
It isn/'/t difficult for any of us to feel your pain, your expression drills it deep into our minds.
I hope you find the strength to move on

Steve

Re: My Broken Life... (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 3rd September 2020 @ 05:13:34 PM AEST
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A very painful read.
You don/'/t have to lose a love to feel alone in a crowd.
God Bless

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