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No new messages greet her as she opens her mailbox irritability, frustration, anger.....
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yesterday, while walking down the street,
my heart skipped a hefty beat
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i see them walk, hand-in-hand,
etching their love on the sand!
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she was, but eight,
her large eyes
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i stand alone
draped in white
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dedicated to the most beautiful person on earth- knowing whom happens to be my good fortune 
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i bade goodbye
to a place,
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who are you?
a lurking shadow?
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a stoic, unmoved, cold figure-
drained of feelings
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sixty years ago, we dreamed a dream
today, it lies shattered
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when the world jeers at me
how do i believe you?
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a broken mirror / a broken heart / pieces and pieces of glass / piercing;mercilessly tearing me apart / a broken mirror / a broken heart / multitudes of shingles and shards / loneliness engulfing me like a
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I am the perect teenage drama queen / faking a plastic smile for everything / i won't let my tears flow / would hold them back till i can ,
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this page cannot contain / the fiery feelings / raging on inside me! / this pen cannot scribble / the hundreds of emotions / welling up inside me! / mere words cannot utter / the angst and pain / swi
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years i spent / waiting / yearning / burning / hoping / dreading lest those words escaped me..... / basking in happiness / whenever i saw those twinkling eyes / whenever i became the lucky recepient /
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searching, seeking, striving / knowing not where to find it / intoxicated, lost, charmed / by these mirages- / mere sun beams dancing / on this fine grained sand! / falling deeper and deeper / into the maze call
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roses-four in all- ever so lovely
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i am, but a little leaf torn apart from my tree
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walking down this moonlit path
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my love is like- a castle of cards-
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the shot is fired! the race begins!
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i wiped away my own tears!
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she stands alone- her eyes swollen and red!
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another part...dedicated to my best friend, heena..... i hope to find solace again in the secure island
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sixteen long years....... br
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it's funny how someone can give you br
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i am the day and the night
i am bravado and cowardice
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he looked up
and he smiled
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