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Here I will be,
Waiting for you,
Always wondering,
When the time will come,
When our hearts finally meet.

In the past,
My heart had been broken,
Broken so many times,
That the pieces of glass, Were so small,
They couldn't be pieced together.

But you,
You did something that was
The impossible,
You gave me a new heart,
A heart without any bruises,
A heart without any bends,
You gave me a heart,
That is so brave,
It glows bright,
So bright, That I am no longer afraid,
Afraid of my fears from the past.

In the past,
I would have never thought that such a thing,
Would be possible,
But that is love,
Love is something that a

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When he went into his shop, I looked as unlike his mother as I possibly could. I even died my hair a lurid red, and wore a short denim skirt. I don't know how I expected Arthur to react. At first, he didn't recognise me, but even then I could see the disgust in his eyes. His lip curled as he took my money. He still didn't recognise me.

The Ice Angel

An Angel,
An Angel on this Field of Ice,
Notices,
I hesitantly step on this,
Field of Ice.
This surface of ice,
It is but the most slippery,
And Daunting
Field of ice.

I try moving slowly,
On this surface of ice,
But my Crooked skates,
Knock me off balance.
As I start to fall,
For the very first time,
I accept help,
And In no time,
A hand catches me within the fall,
She catches me from my misery,
And helps me escape the pain,
From this,
Field Of Ice.

She then,
With the sweetest voice,
Asks me,"Are you OK?",
Even though I seem afraid,
I nod aimlessly,
While I reach for her fragile hand,
I grab he

from a second storey windowIV
clothes that looked
honest on you
that would have seemed
contrived on anyone else

III
a portrait of you
framed on a wall
you standing next to it

II
a party in summer
ecstasy and cocktails

I
a phone call

I
a light went out

II
twenty one hours later
and i can't stop imagining your fall

III
two months and two days
a crowd and red wine
a free bar and your long coat

IV
one year and four months
you told me i looked like
an actress from an old film
i remember the things that don't matter

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Tell me Why,
Why must things be this way,
You were the only person,
The only person who I could,
Truly open up to,
But now,
Now I am hesitating,
Why?

I'm just...just,
Just not sure why,
I am,
Unable to make eye contact with you lately,
Unable to speak to you clearly,
Unable to act cheerfully,
As I always have been around you.

Why,
Why must things be this way,
I may have no one else,
That I can open my mind to,
I may have no once else,
That can comprehend my thoughts,
I may have no one else,
That may be able to tell,
That I am not being, my usual self,

Why,
Why must I feel this way,
When clearly I am not sure why.

Book of Despair

Days slowly go By,
I notice I finally closed my eyes,
The Last couple of days I wished to spend,
Happily with you,
Are spent wondering,
"When will this be over."

I slowly begin to understand,
That this is only a chapter of my book,
All I need to do,
Is flip the page,
So that the next chapter may commence,
But I wonder,
Will the chapters after this one,
Hold the same amount of pain and despair,
As this chapter?
Or will one of the coming chapters,
Truly hold,
The love of my life,
That I have wished for,
For so long,
For so many pages.

If you are not the,
"love of my life",
Then please let this chapter end,
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Its far too different

At one point in my life,
I wanted to be there,
In your deep sleep,
In your sweet dreams,
In your marvelous heart.
But now its different,
Its far too depressing.

I want to be away,
Away from your sweet dreams,
And your marvelous heart.
All I am doing now,
Is running,
Running away from you,
Cold-heartedly,

But I can't get away,
Because you are running behind me,
You are closing the distance,
That I have tried,
Too hard to create.

At one point in my life,
I wanted to be there,
In your deep sleep,
In your sweet dreams,
In your marvelous heart,
But now its different,
Its far too different.

Can you please forgive me,
I n

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Aimlessly,
Aimlessly I walk,
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These Fields of Flowers are so endless,
But so limited,
Limited to only what the human eye can see,
These Fields of Flowers are so empty,
But so filled,
Filled with flowers,
Each with its unique color,
Each flower telling a different story,
Each flower telling a different Anecdote,
Each flower portraying a different path.

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I am lost,
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Lost within these Anecdotes
Lost within these endless Fields of Flowers,
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An arrow to lead the way,
Lead me through these endless Fields of Flowers,
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Slowly,
Slowly but surely,
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Gaining distance,
Hoping to find a place,
Hoping to find a reality,
Where you don't exist.
Where you don't preside,
Because my heart is now,
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Pieces of shattered glass on the floor.
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That may never form a heart again.

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In my thoughts,
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In my heart,

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If You and I

by ~uzmon123321, Jun 14, 2012, 3:13:47 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

If you and I,
Were to live another day,
Known as tomorrow,
Would I be able to accept,
Such a sorrow.

If you and I,
Were to live another moment,
Could I,
Relive that moment,
Because I wouldn't,
Be able to get enough,
Of that,
Unreachable moment.

If you and I,
Could be together,
Forever,
Would that be enough time,
For me to show you all the love,
That I may hold for you?

If you and I,
Were to leave each other,
At this moment,
Would you forget me?
Never think about me,
Ever again.
Even if it was just another moment?

If you and I,
Could live another night,
Would you be sleepless,
Right beside me,
In this sleepless night.

If you and I,
Disappear,
Without a trace, Tonight,
Would I be able to fill the void?
The void that would remain,
In my heart,
For all the nights,
Of my life.

If You and Iby ~uzmon123321

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Teen / Free Verse

just reminiscing about someone </3. Wondering when I will be over her.

~SaekoCivillianRebel Jun 14, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Such depth, so beautiful!

~uzmon123321 Jun 15, 2012

hahah tyty. Not sure how i came up with this. I was stairing at the night sky 2 days ago and i guess we can use the sound effect "blam" it came into my mind and i wrote it on my phone and posted it.

im glad u like it.

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