Bound down by hate, his heart aches, burned by joy.
She set fire to their love and used it as a toy.
Scarred by years of hiding, his soul is tattered and torn.
Victim of past mistakes, bleeding is his way to mourn.
Drowned and torn asunder, his mind is ripped in spite.
Trepidation and ignorance kept him from the light.
One last glimpse of warmth drips down his hand in blood.
Suicide is a fool’s escape by a man who lost his love.
A contest entry
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700 points, ended February 23, 2008, 33 entries
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This is very deep and very AMAIZING, you have to read it about three times to try and find the full meaning, but that is what makes a great poem . . . I've read Romeo and Juliet maybe thrice now and I still don't believe i have inhaled the full true purpose
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Wow
i love this it's really good. very emotional and i can relate -
A strong expression. Good penning.
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WOOOOOW
Great new poem Clint! I like this one a lot! Short but direct. -
i hear trivium in that!
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