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Last Vestige

Views (83) Pain Created on 5-29-07 Flag

The only vestige of her memory

Is the picture hung from the nail

Driven through my heart

Hollow faces, worn out places

Darkness drawing me closer into its grasp

Give me the pain of something real

Falling on the shards of hatred and pain

Still feeling nothing

Losing sleep, depleting fast

Echoes in my head push silence back

Slipping through the cracks of solitude

This cold floor is my only friend... 

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On June 11th 2007 PoeticPang Said :
PoeticPang awwwww,. *huggles*........... tis gonna be all A-oke hun,, promise!.... ^_________^....... great use of words,, the adjective u used to describe the background and surroundings,,,, very great,, superb,,,,, and the way u describe things in a somewhat order really makes the reader feel ur loneliness,,,, and suffering,, and,, ugh,,, please write happier poems,,, ????........... ~~~Pang ~_;
On June 4th 2007 mcihellejane Said :
mcihellejane This one is really sad, but I love it~
On May 29th 2007 puckettn67 Said :
puckettn67 bree breeeee