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Once More

I'm folding paper airplanes I know will never fly, Crumple them after And I'm missing The basket every time, I'd say I'm off center; The earth isn't rotating The way it should; Something is off kilter, She is gone, Killed her heart Driven to suicide, Soul released Like a flame put out, But she took part of me With her dying breath, I'm a desert barren; No rainy clouds No breezy sun, Just cold as death Within me, Where did she go? Though I know the answer, I'm neglecting it, She'll never be back And all I can do is reminisce, Memories refresh, Gloss over her pictures; Cry at her laughter I won't hear again; Might as well give up All my senses, What use is it all If I can't see her once more...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/25/2012 2:54:00 AM
David, Kudos on well developed piece of work. I see a theme developing here.... pain and regret over someone lost... great material for writing but poets don't always suffer..... Let go... but don't forget..... Jake
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