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 Posted: Wed Jul 15, 2009 12:07 pm
Every time I think of you
I remember what you put me through.
Wounds so deep,yet they will heal;
But mental scars won't fade away.
And the rage inside will still remain.
So I took the only way out I could find:
I set my mind to purge you from my life.
An now every time I think of you
I smile as I remember the hell I put you through.
In my heart there will be no grievance;
So good-bye
And good riddance.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 4:48 am
You are very expressive!It makes for good writing and reading.It would be perfect if we had just a few details that complete the feeling.
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 10:54 am
Thanks! Well;I came up with this one in like two minutes while I was hanging out with some friends,so I was kinda distracted. Probably would've been better if I hadn't been. I'm writing a story around this poem that I guess will give it the completion it needs.
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