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It begins

quietly...

a distant rumble

like an approaching thunderstorm

far away

yet drawing nearer.

It becomes

louder....

with rampant intensity

a staccato rhythm that increases

with each indrawn breath.

Hear it?

Hear the pounding

that drowns out all other sounds

that blocks out all other senses

The sound

The pounding

Is the aching

of my breaking heart.

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Oceanne
01:52 Sep 07 2008

Very nice.

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BLOODLIFE
09:12 Sep 07 2008

WOW

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markus666
21:55 Sep 18 2008

Beautiful and Unique. what I got for the above...is that the cure for the sadness of the heart...is a tylenol pill.

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HunterAja
23:15 Sep 18 2008

Well said

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demonlovesyou
03:22 Oct 19 2008

lovely rhyme...



i loved this poem of sad pounding like the lightening on the heart...

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Bloodmother
02:16 Jan 13 2009

I love it. You should submit it to a journal.

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Deathwalker253
23:45 Feb 10 2009

this is my favorite so far, I can see how your writing has progressed and how you've gotten better at it. Keep it up, I really enjoy it, I agree with BM, you should submit this to a journal.

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Theban
16:38 Dec 08 2009

I thought OMG she is going to fart...'a distant rumble'.



Really nice!

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She sits, she looks, she watches, she waits.

For the hand extended in friendship

For the gentle smile of encouragement

For the soft word of acceptance.

She knows, deep down, that these will never come.

After all these years, what has changed?

Deep down she is still the same

and THEY haven't changed.

She will never fit

She will never be like them

She knows.

She has always known.

But yet, she still hopes.

And that is what hurts the most.

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BLOODLIFE
01:18 Sep 02 2008

Luved it .. X

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HunterAja
23:16 Sep 18 2008

You express yourself beautifully...

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