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Author: junemarie
ASL Info:    62,F, Port Richey, Fl.
Elite Ratio:    3.19 - 66 /70 /27
Words: 197
Class/Type: Poetry /
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Average Vote:    4.0000
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Just call me the heartbreak kid


There's a place in my heart
Its color is blue
There's a space in my heart
Where memories pour through.

Memories of long ago
And some that are quite new
It doesn't matter which they are
They all take me from you.

For I can't believe you love me
Though you often tell me so
I wonder when you'll tire of it
And turn from me and go.

This broken place inside me
Is bruised and battered sore
But just like a prize contender
I keep coming back for more.

For no one can ever give me
What I need from them the most
Because I'm not someone that's real
But the shadow of a lonely ghost.

A ghost that dwells in lonely dreams
Of shattered yesterdays
Remembering all the loves she knew
That turned and walked away.

There isn't any love left
Not even way down deep
So, I'll just wrap my heart up
And throw it on the garbage heap.

'Cause that is where I truly belong
I'm not worth anyones trouble
I'm only but a heartbreak song
Buried 'neath yesterdays rubble.

Submitted on 2006-07-05 02:58:07     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  This was very sad. I hope you still don't feel that way. I just thought to stop by and read your work. It sure has been awhile since I've stopped by on your page. I feel the self hate and regrets that pour thorugh each line. I sense the fear of rejection and the feeling of unworthiness. This was very deep and poignant. Your rhyming was good as was your flow. Good job, June Marie.

| Posted on 2006-09-17 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]
  ohhhhh this is sad!!! Thee is no greater love than self love and without it all others are seen through dark colored glasses..
I like this alot... even though iam not a bg fan of rhyming.
| Posted on 2006-07-05 00:00:00 | by mimi | [ Reply to This ]

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