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My Only Consolation
Contributed by
srsuckow
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Wednesday, 28th July 2004 @ 12:28:02 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Through the struggles of the day
Through the tears and the pain
Through the self doubt and self hate
My only consolation is your love
When the world’s too hard to face
When there is no comfortable place
When life is nothing but a race
My only consolation is your love
Through all of this life’s stress
Through all the hopelessness
Through the times when I’m a mess
My only consolation is your love
When there seems to be no cure
When of nothing I can be sure
When I can no longer endure
My only consolation is your love
You might never know
But you saved me
When I was at the point of no return
Please just tell me what it would take
For you to let me show you how I feel
‘Cause when I couldn’t find peace
Not even from the heavens above
My only consolation was your love
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srsuckow
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2004-07-28 00:28:02] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: My Only Consolation
(User Rating: 1 ) by emystar on
Wednesday, 28th July 2004 @ 01:25:18 AM AEST (User
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Very strong confirmation of luv.
good work. U get five stars from me.
luv, huggs, smiles,
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Re: My Only Consolation
(User Rating: 1 ) by Essentially9 on
Saturday, 3rd June 2006 @ 10:21:16 PM AEST (User
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some of your rhymes almost were on the brink of being forced. the repetition seemed to work for the poem. i dont really like how the ending stanza broke from the format, makes the rest of the poem seem formatted for no reason. i think its great that love now has something else to rhyme with, but all the other words just hang there unrhymed. you used a lot of anaphora repetition for formats as well, and that also went out the window. the anaphora actually worked for this poem because i didnt even notice it was repeated so often. |
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