The pain...
A blunt knife slowly dragging through nerves...
The day you left
I died
Something inside left with you
the life of my soul
When we made love
You fuzed with my soul
And when you left
It died
I am no-longer a man
I am but a shell
A shell with the appearance of life
A mask...
But beneath the mask
There is nothing
The mask is everything
Life, Death... and after...
Please tell me what you think
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That is a wonderful improvement and stands up as a great piece of digging one's heart out with a blunt spoon
well done, you really are getting much better at this
David
ps plenty more fish in the sea! Just get a big net and if you're lucky you'll drag in a soul mate
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Australian Idol, eh? That's not gonna help with the pain much...
It's an interesting method you've used here. Blunt. Just like the effect of a break up. Blunt, to the point, cutting.
I'm a bit pants at the whole commenting thing now, it's been a long time... -
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thanks for commenting
where have you been recently?
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wow
I just love the deep meaning in this poem, so vivid, Great write and stay strong! -
Oh lovely
I know it hurts.
[trust me, I know]
But you're a good guy - you'll find someone else.
It might take a while; but you'll regain your posture,
and any lack of void and shell and whatever other words I'm missing will be back again.
Just gimme a message if you need someone to talk too
Claire x
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o and you your applause
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whoa thats really emotional and sad
hope this isn't true and your just being creative
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I wish it wasn't completely true
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I love it hun.
This is exactly how I feel right now. Adam recently broke up with me, and I'm still devastated after 7 weeks.
Loved it.
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This is a deep write, there is more depth to your words here. "life of my soul" "the mask" Beautifully written, honest emotions. Keep that up dear
Love
Lonely
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Wow. Amazing write. Full of such powerful emotions. I really like this ^_^
~Lae
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