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The Eclectic Pen - Untitled

By: Sarah C. (campbellsoup)   + 3 more  
Date Submitted: 4/6/2011
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 94

  My mind has been wounded
By a twist of fate
My reality spills out
Because I heal too late
"Earth to you
You grievous fool
You love has been shattered
Your trust is but a tool
Of all the stupid,
Malevolent acts
You run away
After his back you have stabbed."
My conscience screams
These fiery words
As I thrust my pain
At this articulate curse
"My life is in your hands."
I cry
"For there is no patience left here
For you you to try.
My heart is empty
But my love is pure
In my throat burns a fire
Passion's water cannot cure."
With these senseless words
My fate is sealed
To hatred I bow
To misery I kneel.

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Wendy W. - 4/7/2011 10:29 PM ET
I shivered a little with the last two lines "To hatred I bow, To misery I kneel" Makes me want to jump in and say something like" For once upon a time our love was so real"
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