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Array ( [sid] => 96883 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Bleeding Heart [time] => 2005-06-05 02:27:26 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Everything I had,
Thrown away for you.
Feelings bottled up for so long,
That I can't breathe.

And I sit here,
Staring at your picture,
Until my vision starts to double.
Pale as the bleeding black rose of death,
In which it lies next to your picture.

And I can't feel you,
There beside me.
My anger turns to tears,
And I cry until every memory comes flooding back.
Fears so deep,
That I am immobilized.

And I wish I could run away,
From everything.
But something is holding me,
Someone is stopping me.

As I stand in a crowd,
Full of empty faces.
Full of unfilled dreams,
Pushed away in terror.

And I can't stop the blood,
From pouring out.
My heart can't take your hatred, anymore.
Because it's bleeding,
Soon there will be nothing left,
Of our love.

And I can't take that.
My despondency so deep now,
That my lungs fill with hate.

How am I supposed to live,
Without you at my side?
I can feel the life draining from me,
I can feel the knife in my bleeding heart.
I can hear your voice,
But it's drown out by your words of the past.

And my vision becomes blurry,
As well as your words,
I can see no more,
My night becomes the sky.
And my thoughts,
Combine with the water,
Until there is nothing left of me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Karlee14 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )

My Bleeding Heart

Contributed by Karlee14 on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 02:27:26 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

Everything I had,
Thrown away for you.
Feelings bottled up for so long,
That I can't breathe.

And I sit here,
Staring at your picture,
Until my vision starts to double.
Pale as the bleeding black rose of death,
In which it lies next to your picture.

And I can't feel you,
There beside me.
My anger turns to tears,
And I cry until every memory comes flooding back.
Fears so deep,
That I am immobilized.

And I wish I could run away,
From everything.
But something is holding me,
Someone is stopping me.

As I stand in a crowd,
Full of empty faces.
Full of unfilled dreams,
Pushed away in terror.

And I can't stop the blood,
From pouring out.
My heart can't take your hatred, anymore.
Because it's bleeding,
Soon there will be nothing left,
Of our love.

And I can't take that.
My despondency so deep now,
That my lungs fill with hate.

How am I supposed to live,
Without you at my side?
I can feel the life draining from me,
I can feel the knife in my bleeding heart.
I can hear your voice,
But it's drown out by your words of the past.

And my vision becomes blurry,
As well as your words,
I can see no more,
My night becomes the sky.
And my thoughts,
Combine with the water,
Until there is nothing left of me.

Copyright © Karlee14 ... [ 2005-06-05 02:27:26]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: My Bleeding Heart (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 5th June 2005 @ 03:16:58 AM AEST
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excellent,straight 4rm the heart.Hm,bleeding heart,thats how mine is too,doubt it'll ever be the same too.I understnad u,and every word i felt as if i was reliving again,as if u were telling my story too,and i was reading it,thats how much i relate too it.Good write and don't loose hopes.t/c.
love always,
andrea

Re: My Bleeding Heart (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 17th March 2007 @ 01:17:10 AM AEST
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I know how you feel. Imn so speechless that I can't say anything else but good job!

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