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Dear Lost Love,
         Remember me? I am the broken soul you left with a kiss on the head and a knife in the heart. I just wanted to know, why you lead me on so, and why I can’t be enough for you. Because, my lost love, I have heard many times, how you love me, cherished me, and then you walked away from me. Was I just your prize at the bottom of life’s cereal box? Is this out of spite, or revenge? My questions are drifting for you, my lost love. I thought that when you told me that you would always hold me that meant you weren’t going to run away. And I thought that when you kissed me, you would always love me.
Is this karma biting me on my ass? Or is it you, just being an ass. I will never know, because, lost love, you are so good at pretending. You are so good at faking that nothing is wrong. That you didn’t abandon me, left me crying, feeling less strong. I told you I would love you forever, and holding me tighter, you said the same. So tell me, my lost love, does forever only last a week? Perhaps I am being dramatic, or over sensitive, but my lost love, you broke my heart, and have nothing to say for it.
So with this final letter, my lost love, I bid you far well. For I can never forget you as easily as I fell in love with you. I never knew what I truly had, until you ripped it, out of my hands. So these tears are flowing for you. And this heart? It is shattering for you. My open arms are closing, and you are not in between them. So forget me, my lost love, so I can try to forget about you.


Goodbye, my lost love. I will try to never remember you…





Sincerely Yours,
A Broken Heart





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On Thursday May 15th, 2008, Nalle (68) writes:
"Is this karma biting me on my ass? Or is it you, just being an ass?" Those lines do kind of not really fit in. I mean... the entire poem is written in a rather... "sad" way of a "broken heart" which feels rather low - and all of the sudden some... kind of power extract. Or was that on purpose?


On Wednesday May 14th, 2008, Savannah (285) writes:
I love the last line " I will try to never remember you..." Awesome.



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