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Dusty Wings

Views (88) Fear Created on 6-13-07 Flag

My life always happens like this;

He leaves; fast as can be

I have no one to hold

Alone; memories already slipping away.

 

Thought he was my special one

My one true love,

That would fly with me high above

My diamond in the rough.

 

With him I would soar

High, right into heaven

We would be as one, for eternity

But that will never be

 

I am empty, inside me;

My heart, all but dust

He kept it with him

Forever lost in his lust

 

I am lost at sea,

Having no direction to go,

A bird, scared to go on,

Forever frightend, to be loved.

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On June 13th 2007 PoeticPang Said :
PoeticPang awwwwwww,,,,,,,,,, makes me sad *frowns*......... i love ur metaphors,,, very deep this one is,, very deep (and dusty)