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Here is where you came to sleep.
Here is where i came to weep.
This sacred place.
This darkened space.
In a different time
with a different rhyme,
you wished that I was there,
but I was no where.
Now in this sacred place,
with a darkened space,
it is I who wish you here,
but there is no one around to hear.
My cries come out of the darkened space,
and I see you standing in the sacred place,
but you are still sleeping,
while I sit here alone weeping.
- by citygurl__63-wisteria- |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/15/2009 |
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- Title: Tortured Separation
- Artist: citygurl__63-wisteria-
- Description: This is just a poem that I came up with after I had a fight with someone who was really close to me.
- Date: 04/15/2009
- Tags: tortured separation
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- kuroshimodo-original - 04/15/2009
- Well it must of been a bad fight. No worries though, most likely the person will come back or another will fill the void. I liked how you ryhmed. . .
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