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What was mine.

Contributed by ARemoteHeart on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 01:45:49 PM in AEST
Topic: goodbyepoetry



If I could stand out in the rain,
I would know I was alive.
I'd be my own, and not just yours,
Not part of the hive.

Maybe if yesterday,
I could've seen tomorrow.
I wouldn't be longing for,
The most precious thing you borrowed.

If time wasn't choking me,
I'd turn back the hands.
Erase all bad memories,
Of drunken one night stands.

Now I'm all used up,
There's nothing new in me.
I'm not so pretty anymore,
I think that he'd agree.

Aside what you have stolen,
Some days I think I'm fine.
If only I could take it back,
The gift that used to be mine.

I can't change things now,
It's too late for that.
If only I'd been dressed,
For teaparties, and not combat.

Maybe if yesterday,
I could've seen tomorrow.
I wouldn't be longing for,
The most precious thing you borrowed.

If time wasn't choking me,
I'd turn back the hands.
Erase all bad memories,
Of drunken one night stands.




Copyright © ARemoteHeart ... [ 2004-05-20 13:45:49]
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Re: What was mine. (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 01:53:55 PM AEST
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Such a sad poem.... There are some things for which we can never turn the hands of time back...
Jenni


Re: What was mine. (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 02:23:21 PM AEST
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i can relate to that so well...It stinks when you wanna change the things you did but it's too late.. great write.


Re: What was mine. (User Rating: 1 )
by antares on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 02:31:17 PM AEST
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this is a sorrowful but very good poem. I think of a lot of people can relate to this, on many levels, thats what makes it even better.


Re: What was mine. (User Rating: 1 )
by alecfernadez on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 02:47:59 PM AEST
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this poem is brilliant, so emotional and sad, yet so reflective of the past, keep up the great work!
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Re: What was mine. (User Rating: 1 )
by Joker17 on Thursday, 20th May 2004 @ 07:48:59 PM AEST
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Made me remember when it happened to me. It was very special, but at the same time, I wasn't ready, and I feel alcohol stole my moment as well. Too late to regret, only open your eyes to make better choices, choices when you're truly ready for them. I pray you were not too young, but if so, you can only learn and grow from this point forward. Give yourself a hug, everything will be OK. Nice poem, very touching, and you got your point across well, very realistic. Nicely done.




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