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The Death...

Could I not see in her eyes?
The love that was once spoken of,
Was no longer there

Could I not feel in her hugs or kisses?
That her love for me was fading away.
The tiredness in her eyes,
Came from en exhausting love that was long forgotten,
It was like a flower that sprung in September,
And died with the July winter,
It was never destined to survive another summer.
The death of her love for me was inevitable,
At the funeral she took my heart,
And took a dagger,
With one blow the dagger sliced into my heart,
Blood ran over her hand,
I sat there watching how she no longer cared to handle it with a gentle touch
She took it and threw it in a dark hole.
Walked away never to look back

I sat there
Staring into the dark hole
As the blood flooded it
I saw that this was not blood,
But the purest form of love I could ever give to any one.
And yet it went unnoticed.

In my head I heard how she continually said,
“It was never meant to be”
She called it a
Mistake,
Misunderstanding,
Confusion from her part,
When she could not think of any other words to say
She even asked for a dictionary to explain
How wrong it was

And after all she had received and asked in the name of love
She said that such a love could not be ordained
It would not be accepted
To her I was not worth the humiliation of admitting
That a woman in fact stole her heart,
She would not sacrifice being made an outcast
For my sake,
It was just not worth it
And this she said is the reason for aborting our baby that was once called
love.

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  • Gothmo666
    June 23
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    "And after all she had received and asked in the name of love
    She said that such a love could not be ordained
    It would not be accepted
    To her I was not worth the humiliation of admitting
    That a woman in fact stole her heart,
    She would not sacrifice being made an outcast
    For my sake,
    It was just not worth it"

    i know this man
    it's a great poem


  • cover fire hero
    May 4, 2008
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    Sad story man


  • Redrusty66
    April 22, 2008

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    Nice use of story archs. Construction was perfect and it had great flow. Excellent wrie and I enjoyed it greatly.


  • Timespell
    April 11, 2008

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    This is a well written and some what sad tale here. I like the way you managed to express your feelings in this piece.


    Good luck in the contest,

    All the best,

    ~T.S~



  • Midnight Riot
    April 5, 2008

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    Love is painful.....

    "It was never destined to survive another summer.
    The death of her love for me was inevitable,At the funeral she took my heart,
    And took a dagger,
    With one blow the dagger sliced into my heart,
    Blood ran over her hand,
    I sat there watching how she no longer cared to handle it with a gentle touch
    She took it and threw it in a dark hole.
    Walked away never to look back"...i love the 2nd stanza...and the 4th...and the 5th...well i love the whole poem!!!!!!!!!


  • Mirrors shard
    April 5, 2008

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    ......this was so sad.......i think it actually brought tears to my eyes! it was so deep, so riveting...so touching...
    these lines:

    "The death of her love for me was inevitable,
    At the funeral she took my heart,
    And took a dagger,
    With one blow the dagger sliced into my heart,
    Blood ran over her hand,
    I sat there watching how she no longer cared to handle it with a gentle touch
    She took it and threw it in a dark hole.
    Walked away never to look back"

    really sprang out to me. it is such an original portrayal of forgotten love...

    well written!


  • Wolfgirl Blues
    April 5, 2008
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    Wow. That was powerful, sad, emotional. I am sorry that you had to experience something like that. It's unfair. Love is love, and shouldn't matter who it's between. As far as the poem...I wouldn't change a thing. It's beautiful. I like that you chose the image of an abortion for the lost love. That was different, and unique.


  • ForeverLastingComa
    April 5, 2008

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    wow this poem is full of a lot of emotion..you had me wanting to read everything..my favorite lines were

    It was like a flower that sprung in September,
    And died with the July winter,

    this really touched me..i feel what you written in your poem..sometimes it better to find out what your other is thinking though because I rather find out the truth sooner than to keep going on with someone that didnt beleive we had a connection..hope things get better with you..great write =)


  • Metaphorist
    April 4, 2008

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    I'm sorry. A very honest write you have here. Love is love. It shouldn't matter who it's between, even if it's "wrong" in the eyes of society. Wishing you the best


  • TabbyJoy
    March 27, 2008

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    Tragic..abortion is so devastating to so many...I wish you well, and thanks for this emotional entry.


  • Blooming Poet
    March 25, 2008

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    I have personal expeirence with this kind of pain, its been a while, but the memories are still very vivid. I like this part:

    To her I was not worth the humiliation of admitting
    That a woman in fact stole her heart,
    She would not sacrifice being made an outcast
    For my sake,
    It was just not worth it
    And this she said is the reason for aborting our baby that was once called
    love.


  • Angieh
    March 25, 2008

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    What a very sad topic indeed with what appears to be no happy endings. There seems to be so much truth to this story it makes one think you are feeding from real emotions.What a great write. I wish you luck with the contest.

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