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Poem: Scar From one Lover
I still dream about one love
affair in particular The scent of her hair and how my words use to tickle her Call it Nostalgia or whatever you will Her laughter was nourishment more so than any meal I thought it was real more unbreakable than any deal ...and shit... I still dream about her she was gorgeous all natural or with her face powdered Her soul was tailor made it went perfect with her eyes I thought I had found my heart she was pain in disguise ...I guess... The mind overrides LOVE When you fall for its lies By: Eric M. |
Hope u enjoy this short Lament of love.
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thats really beautiful |
thank you! A poet is always happy to recieve complimants on his work...especially when it's about his hear being broken!!LOL
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So this really happened? how sad. |
Yes this is a true testiment...and you're right it is sad, and sadly this is just life
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True , your right |
Yes LOL...but once one is able to write these things out for others to read and relate to they can begin to recover from these everday tragedies
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I know this is going to make me sound like an ass, but I know this from experience:
If you want your artwork to impact in the the most meaningful way, just check your spelling. The first spelling error completely ejected me from any emotional impact the poem might have had on me. You took the time to change the color and italics. Next time take the time to spell-check. |
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