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Shadowed Street Corners

My love, you have disappeared Where have you gone? I cry I have shed a thousand tears I search for you in every face On shadowed street corners But of you I find no trace My life is broken and shattered My heart is left ripped and tattered Your eyes cannot be replaced Smoldering flames consume Specks of blue light and grey laced Will I see those eyes again? How they pierced and robbed my soul I still feel them penetrate my skin In our passion, I was assured Our love, I thought would endure True love once sunned our garden Now weeds smother the dying vine My blood drains, my heart hardens Please, I beg take the pain away The earth trembles beneath my feet How do I stand when I am your prey? How will I go on? Why should I fight? The days are horrid, I dread the night No one will ever know or understand How I miss your wild and gentle soul The chaos of you where sea meets sand The insatiable desires of your spirit's edge Desperate love, my sun has fallen into dust Everlasting night, death from a dark ledge My angel, you have scarred me in your sin I walk this life dead, my scars are within
By Rhonda Johnson-saunders, February 13, 2012 *I was listening to "On Every Street" by Dire Straits, a bittersweet song with a hauntingly beautiful melody. It inspired me to write about lost love. My poem is darker than I originally intended.

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Date: 2/14/2012 12:26:00 AM
"true love sunned our garden"- my favorite line of another 7 rate poem
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Date: 2/13/2012 12:58:00 AM
Rhonda, I see you are having problems with your apostrophe key again. Nevertheless, this is a descriptive poem.
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Robert Pettit
Date: 2/13/2012 1:16:00 AM
Now they look like apostrophes. I do sleep with some difficulty at times. Just like now.
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Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Date: 2/13/2012 1:03:00 AM
Robert, it is 3 am. Do you ever sleep? Yes, still having trouble with the apostrophe. I thought it was corrected. I may start using commas instead until I figure out the problem.

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