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Once

My heart is turning so cold my dear, where your love once took place
It knows your love will never again return... for how long has it been?
The words you whispered are still engraved in me
Oh yes, simple words that once cherished and healed
Are making it so hard to for me to trust again and feel
The memories of you will be the last pain you cause me
These thoughts of you turning into pages on my bed
This will be my last writings for you my dear
To tell, not that I love you... but how much I once did

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  • tfenix
    March 22

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    nice imagery!

    "The words you whispered are still engraved in me" I hope you will be flattered when you find I have used this line in my own works (at some point in the future)


  • Aurielle
    January 15

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    I love the classical wise and descriptive romantic poetry here but I think if you use better words and use a new metaphors not cold or perhaps other metaphors New to go with the imagery of cold your poem would be amazing. also try to play every puntuation on its own line

    you write very excellent
    and desicirtive its has Shakesphear or Edgar Allen Poe feeling


  • Draig aine gold member
    January 15
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    well done

    trust a difficult subject handled well


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    January 15

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    "The words you whispered are still engraved in me" - I like that image - like the name "Calais" on the heart of Queen Mary Tudor!