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Loves is like a river, if it reaches an obsticle it will find another path

03:09 Jun 14 2009
Times Read: 608


today i learned a lesson

that will always be true

saying goodbye to someone

is the hardest thing to do



i've never felt a loss

until i said goodbye

i thought i was strong

and i broke down and cried



never will i forget

the times we had

though the reflections are happy

it makes me rather sad



the most brutal of men

cries at the past

i only wish

the good times would last



so i humor myself

i'd smile if i could

why can't things work out?

because life isn't supposed to be that good


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Someday We Will Meet Again

23:31 Jun 13 2009
Times Read: 661


A tear comes to mind, when I think of you

And remember the time when our friendship was new.

A gentle smile centered on your face,

And I knew that then was the time and place,

To kiss you, I did and felt a tick back in my heart.

I thought we'd be forever and never part,

But now we have come to a fork in the road,

Where we must no longer carry each other's load,

Let the burden off our shoulders and not leave a scar,

For the paths we are taking are very far apart.

I will remember always the places we went,

And cherish forever the time we've spent.

So now is the time where I say goodbye,

Spend one last minute lost in your eyes.

As much as I know that we can't stay,

I hope our paths will cross again some other day....


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Love suicide

21:15 Jun 05 2009
Times Read: 686


In spring of youth it was my lot

To haunt of the wide world a spot

The which I could not love the less--

So lovely was the loneliness,

Of a wild lake, with black rock bound

And the tall pines that towered around.



But when the Night had thrown her pall

Upon that spot, as upon all,

And the mystic wind went by

Murmuring in melody--

Then- ah then I would awake

To the terror of the lone lake.



Yet, that terror was not fright

But a tremulous delight--

A feeling not the jewelled mine

Could teach or bribe me to define--

Nor Love- although the Love were thine.



Death was in that poisonous wave

And in its gulf a fitting grave

For him who thence could solace bring

To his lone imagining--

Whose solitary soul could make

An Eden of that dim lake.



For all those that have felt this same pain, only time can heal


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AzriellaRipley
AzriellaRipley
12:46 Jun 11 2009

Truly Amazing. More, more, more ;)





Isis101
Isis101
19:47 Jan 16 2010

Very nice! I love the lake/love metaphor.








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