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The Past

Contributed by xthe_lonely_onex on Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 06:56:33 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



You all tell me to stop living in the past
But you don't know that those were the best times I ever had
I was in love more than one time
And no one understands me now like those people did
You all don't know my heartache and what has gone wrong in my life
If you did you would understand me more
But it's ok, you will never know me as I truly am
I'll hide behind my façade and never show the real me
This all is your fault cant you see
I thought I could be happy again
But I know I was wrong
Because when I fell in love, I fell hard
And it's hard to pick yourself up off the ground and keep trying to survive
Do you understand what its like to go on without someone by your side
No one will understand me because no one has ever been this hurt
And you know what, thanks to you, I always cry




Copyright © xthe_lonely_onex ... [ 2004-06-23 18:56:33]
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Re: The Past (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Wednesday, 23rd June 2004 @ 08:47:29 PM AEST
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interesting. this piece seems like you think no one in their entire life has been hurt as bad as you ever. even though the probability of that is slim if nothing. someone isnt always going to be there. you have to live your life, and of course pain and heartache will happen. if you like whats in the past so much, bring it to the future and present.


Re: The Past (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 1st July 2004 @ 07:28:31 PM AEST
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I liked this poem very honest and heartbreaking. Don't worry about those ppl very few ppl will ever really know you and those that do are the only ones that matter. Hang in there.

Bobo (Joel)




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