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There and Then Never At All

I hate this illusion... suffocating likeness to perfection heaves its sultry invite to my doorstep luring sweetly with promise and intrigue I follow blindly seeing the nothing is something... ...anything at all The mirage dissipates leaving fools stand lonely Scarlet red scorn glows in desert white sand and I hold myself in contempt You fade I stand We fall This dies.... Forced to recall moments as masochistic jilted lovers do Staring off as sad songs remind burning holes in memories extinguished with tears...awash with pain You drown me apathetically

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/31/2009 7:03:00 PM
Oh Steve, I'm sorry. Yes, I always believe whatever the poet writes is true, so forgive me. Painful and sad, affairs of the heart can be devastating. I try to believe, everything for a reason. Your writing is outstanding. You pull the reader in as we travel deeply your emotional journey with you ~ and that last line is just killer. Hoping it's just imagination. Love, Shar
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