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shine for me again

Stars blanket the night,
I think about you and how
tonight you’ll sleep under a blanket in another State…
probably glad to be away.
I think you must have packed your sadness neatly away and
left it here for me.

I see the way your eyes grow bright (like stars)
when friends surround you
And I cant help but envy them…
They get the best of you.

For too long now I have felt the growing void
Astonished, I keep trying to rekindle what was
but find myself, instead,
burnt by the flame.


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  • Warrior7
    November 30, 2007

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    oh this cuts deep and can honestly say that every word you wrote hit home hard.
    You have expressed your emotions perfectly.


  • ForsakenOne74
    November 24, 2007

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    Well, this write, strikes very close to home, I'm sure many of us can relate to this all too well...quite reminds me of thoughts I had during my most recent failed relationship lol...heh this says it all For too long now I have felt the growing void
    Astonished, I keep trying to rekindle what was
    but find myself, instead,
    burnt by the flame.

  • galfalfa gold member
    November 24, 2007

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    honestly

    I dont see a thing wrong here - the anguish of rekindling something that cannot be rekindled...or please look at me the way you used to.
    Astonished or anguished...

    Bravo on this,

    galfalfa


  • Huntress silver member
    November 24, 2007

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    Well said, i have felt this way myself.


  • wattle silver member
    November 23, 2007
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    This is such a beautiful poem; it draws me to want to send you all the money I have. And yet to think you can just write with such passion like a tap flows is quite scary. I worry about my hard earned few dollars and what might come of them. ---- Thank you (I love this poem)

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