I've been struck.
I loved you but,
You hurt me.
I don't want to
feel this hurt,
so deep inside of me.
There is sadness.
I don't want to,
cry anymore!
It's just a plea
but I'm almost begging,
for you to come back to me.
I dream of the day,
I will awake,
and see your,
Smiling face.
I hold your memories
tight, I won't let
them go. I hold them
dear,Someday I'll loose
them too,I fear.
I refuse to loose them.
I refuse to let them go.
I don't want to let them
get away,Like you did!
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Written July 11th, 2006
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Soooooo beautiful, delicate and sad. I like the whole enjambement you got going on (hee hee I luv that word - think it means sentences strecching across lines) it gives is a fragile feeling - like it could all just be blown over, I guess thats a silly thing to say about a poem - but hey. I luv it. Its really gorgeous - can totally relate.
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