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The Mirror of Forlorn Hope
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Heart AbusedThe heart breaks and goes on broken and forgotten in hope that someday it will be made whole again.Heart Abused
This heart beats praying for the day it is reborn anew
though it never heals.
It lays there forgotten and ignored, broken and battered, never repaired like a toy left behind.
It hopes for a love so true I would believe that love exists for me
but it never heals...
by =0neMoreTyme
Friendship Continues Onanger surges in quick short mistakes made a life time of regret and painFriendship Continues On
time fades it away minds cool off and realize that friendship shouldnt end that way
coming back together, not quite as before, but with the past behind us we move foreward.
by =0neMoreTyme
Thought HemorrhageSitting here dreaming in my corner, Wondering if there is hope or if I'm seeing potential in nothing. Is life but a dream?Thought Hemorrhage
So many unanswered dreams; so many possibilities... what if... why not? Where am I going here?
I know why I feel as I do but I know not why... I know not what you think, is that really ok?
Is this really what I want? Is there any truth in what I believe? What am I really striving for? Will it make me happy?
Someday they say I'll have it. Somehow I'll find a way... Why is it just out of re
by =0neMoreTyme
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Oxymoronic PoemOne bright day in the middle of the night, Two dead boys got up to fight, Back to back they faced each other, Drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman heard the noise, Came and shot the two dead boys, If you don't believe this lie is true, Ask the blind-man he saw it too.Oxymoronic Poem
by ~DeathsDoors
Lost LoveMy tears have long since dried, No longer shall I cry, My loved one has chosen her place, And I shall still see her angelic face, Though my heart may writhe in pain. Much happiness there had been, And never once did I consider it a sin, To gaze into her mystical eyes, And believe all those terrible lies, So my heart now writhes in pain. Only so much can be thought, And a battle can not be fought, Against the turning tides of time.Lost Love
by ~DeathsDoors
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