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LOST
Contributed by
recyclebin
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Sunday, 27th September 2009 @ 09:14:35 AM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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IF THE ONE YOU DREAM
ABOUT COMES WALKING BY,
WHY DOES ONE RUN AWAY?
LOVE CAN GET INTO YOUR EYES,
MAKING ONE CRY.
DRAINED DREAMS,
ONLY LEADS TO DISAPPOINTMENT
HEART BURNING, FAILED HOPE
FRAIL WISHES BECOME DISENCHANTMENT.
SEARCHING FOR LOVE,
WHAT TO BELIEVE, FALSE OR TRUE?
HELL? OR GRACES OF HEAVEN ABOVE.
WHAT DOES ONE DO?
TRUST HAS FORMED RESISTANCE
YOU BECOME IMMUNE
THE HEART A BARRIER, DISTANCE,
FEAR POURS, A TROPICAL MONSOON.
EVERYDAY, HARDER TO DREAM
EVERY NIGHT, EASIER TO LET GO,
THE WANTS THAT SCREAM,
SENSATIONS LOST, SO LONG AGO……….
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Re: LOST
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Sunday, 27th September 2009 @ 03:25:17 PM AEST (User
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I hear ya dear bin.
I know what cha mean 100%.
I certainly don't have the answers you seek.
Bout the only thing I can say is every relation ship is diferent. One just has to be brave enuff to try.
I haven't had much in life different than what you talk about in this write.
Hang tuff and take care. Life is too short to dwell on the past. Just take it one day at a time and trust God above all else.
Big huggs, blessings,
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Re: LOST
(User Rating: 1 ) by Ambivalence on
Sunday, 27th September 2009 @ 08:11:55 PM AEST (User
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what a profound poem this is!
take care
-K.Z. |
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Re: LOST
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 27th September 2009 @ 10:25:50 PM AEST (User
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Dude!!!! I inspired a poem from a comment? Woo-hoo!!!!
I remember the comment and I really like the poem, Bin, but what's with the all caps?
Go back, go back, I don't like change. ;-)
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