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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Silent Heart Sad, as it maybe, I had to break my OWN heart, Too many nights, I sat there all torn apart A dream girl, Sitting under its own corrupted auspices sky You the poet, in disguise Telling white lies about, your love for me Saying I'm a born from the sky.... A match, a queen, your muse, your everything I'm no good, I admit this once more, Your advice, I forever adorn It's time to follow the crying crows and praise what is left Afraid to listen my rhymes weren't cutting it, I release it all! Your smiles, words, and worn out shoulders I walked away Silently-- I acted on Without a word, in a fetal stage I awake Tonight you carry a tune for others A story of a man who stole my soul of sins A poet, I long forevermore Always, you will own the only sound that still beats inside To live alone, in silence, asleep in my own world I had to let go, -Of him, whose name I whisper in darkness The only thing that remains is the echoes of pouring rain Too many reasons, writer's block, took full moon You are a poet, from another lifetime, Down in Mandalay, I can no longer ask you to stay Reading everything about my life, silent and old Alliterating poems, greeting every dark shadow, normally yours Many nights I waited, long for the moment of my OWN return Instead, I found myself alone Trying to dust off yesterday's verse, yesterday's dirt Cobweb remains on my page My pen now sits like a twig No motion, since the day I decided I am not worthy of the wait You the poet, who walks my way I pressured less of me every day Like Aspen, a forever winter cold! Isolated to the world In your eyes, you wonder why, I trace the white smoke standing in your place? To savor your words, once more It's too soon to breathe again. I hope you understand, How can I continue to love when I don't even love myself? By:PD
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