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Something gone

Contributed by rhei76 on Thursday, 19th August 2004 @ 04:19:19 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

I remember the days of the old and I'm not scared of what I bought or sold. I was young not to strong, but that is over and things go on.

I dream of you, then after the night I understand what is true. It was me that curroded on cue.

I remember days of old and I'm not scared of the truth that is told. I was dumb not to wise, but that is done with something gone.

I still dream of..., then I understand, it was me that gave up on love. No fault of none. It was me that shot it with the gun.

I remember those thing I stoled and I'm not scared, I gave up my gold. I am stupid not to bright, but it's okay, time will be alright.

I remember those things and all of your hurt. I was wrong, but things go on. Well, I'm sorry about the dhurt. For now it's me that hurts.

I remember those days and the things we said. I remember these feelings that have longed to be dead. I remember, but we live on.

I miss what I once had
What I still love
But I understand it was me that gave up
And thru away my perfect drug

So I remember today, I lost my preccious thing. I gave her up and now must lay in my bed alone with the understanding in my head.

She is better
She is better off with out me now
& we are fine to live another day somehow
Touching closure and embracing the truth
It hurts but not because of you
It was me
Who curroded on cue

& I guess I am fine with these memories of you
Sometimes it's just my mind that wishes
Other things could be true
& I swear these things I will keep dear
For I no longer want to hurt you

I remember now, it was me that broke your heart and now I feel it's my pentance to sleep alone in the dark. This is fine, I'm able to lye in the bed I made. I just have to yell out loud from time to time to remind my self this isn't a dream, I'm awake.
I'M AWAKE
& like the sand I let it blow away

I remember now
Just how you felt, then
I remember now
Just how I misrepresented you
I remember
I remember now
& I except my pentance
This price
that has left me without the romance
I'M AWAKE
& like sand I let you blow away

Copyright © rhei76 ... [ 2004-08-19 16:19:19]
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Re: Something gone (User Rating: 1 )
by yesi on Thursday, 19th August 2004 @ 04:32:26 PM AEST
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I can relate to this in so many ways. I needed closure to get over my ex, and I got it.
Very nice work.

-yesi

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