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all that is left is a torn peace of paper
writen in liquid regrets
that speeks in hurt fealings,
broken dreams,
and betrayed trusts
but reads of true love
and if you hold it to the light,
you can faintly see the
stains of a broken heart

this is all that i have
even though i want so much more...

more is not yours to give
this is all that i will take

thank you
me too



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On Tuesday January 17th, 2006, Butterfly (122) writes:
So Sad


On Wednesday December 7th, 2005, lordshadow (215) writes:
like a conversation either with yourself, or the one you love but can't have. Either way, wonderful.


On Monday November 14th, 2005, Butterfly (122) writes:
this is very sweet mikey and very sad...like always, love your poetry


On Monday October 31st, 2005, Army Barbie (499) writes:
I think I know this...I only breathe every line of this every day that I live. Lovely, so very lovely.


On Monday October 31st, 2005, TwilightMelodies (1072) writes:
"more is not yours to give" damn...that line hurts like hell, and I have no clue why...er...no, I take that back...I do know why...it's because that's about how I feel right now. This is lovely...wonderful job. *Evangel*


On Monday October 31st, 2005, saintedmad (1176) writes:
thoughtfully succinct; plainly states its painful mind. . .. great job



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