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One Night Down

If this is how I am to live the rest of my days,
drugged into oblivion, threw a tear spurred haze;
with crumbled letters of another teenage love
with shaking hands, that sometimes were to rough.

All the bruises and the scars that I promted, dear
I wish I could absorb them, but it's impossible I fear.

Attachment is the issue, the key word to this duet
as I stuttered over compliments, you my love were fluent.

And I still recall every curve I dared caress,
my eyes going wide as I watched you undress;
these were moments where my lungs seems collasped
and the very earth it's self turned way to fast.

Then slow.
The weight of the bed as you positioned yourself,
and my eyes slipping shut as if under your spell-
we were breathless, we were liars
we were saints with rejected quires,

We WERE lovers, no we are haters,
and I'll sign my testimony with a razor.

If this is how I am to live the rest of my days,
rethinking every action, the done up lines in our play.
If every night without you is be like a living hell,
where when I wake in the morning I've lost my voice to tell.
And my pillows soaked with tears, hateful, anoying tears.
I bit my lip to hard, trying not to think of that first year..


One night down,
the rest of my life to go.

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  • campanaro silver member
    February 25

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    Terrific write

    Beautifully written.
    Thank you for sharing this gorgeous
    creative poem.
    Love Peace
    campanaro


  • encircleme
    November 14, 2008
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    I love this.... you're a beautiful writer. The imagery is breath-taking.


  • Rebekah-Ann silver member
    June 23, 2008

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    This was done so well! Signing my testomony with a razor. Oh goodness, I feel the hurt in your soul as I read this poem. The images you created with your adjectives was done really lovely, and the color you chose show me you are hurt yet not bitter.

    I hope you will heal soon and I pray that the nights will get better... after all [Time heals everythihg] "or so they say"...

    Thank you for this lovely entery and I really enjoyed reading this.

    All the best
    Becks


  • babydollxgonexwrong
    June 11, 2008

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    Wow, very deep. I like the way you explored other thoughts throughout the body of the poem, but returned rather eloquently to your central theme again at the end. Very nice work with a lot of emotion and powerful word choice.

    A new poet on the AP block,
    babydollxgonexwrong


  • AuraXX
    April 22, 2008
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    im still breathless, and ill always be your lover.

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