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Blank Pages of Love

Author: Shadia Dark
ASL Info:    17/F/California dreamin..
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Words: 120
Class/Type: Poetry /Passion
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Blank Pages of Love

Staring at these blank pages
Trying in vain to free these troubled thoughts
With heartfelt words unspoken

These devious machinations
Of my wanton mind
My inner demons
Imbibing in my corruption

My chained and hidden emotions
Building up to break the dams
of my impenetrable reserve
My silent heart
Waiting to destroy my stone façade

The days come harder
Every moment of solitude
In my longing for you
My ever present desire for your love
It’s eating away at the last remaining pieces of my heart
Taking from me
All that I have left

What is left here without you?
A cold and empty shell of a girl
Murdered by your love.

Submitted on 2007-02-21 15:46:39     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  well one thing is for sure, this has given us both a creative spark, no matter how depressing it is.... the last part is really strong, as is the whole poem, but the ending primarily.

| Posted on 2007-02-22 00:00:00 | by Guermo | [ Reply to This ]
  Oh wow...this was extremely powerful and it got me thinking about stuff I try NOT to think think you captured it so well here. I think when we lose someone there are SO many feelings in our heart and in our really does seem like a dam could break at any moment. We're so used to having somone there so every second that passes truly is unbearable...and the company of others doesn't reall help...because there's only one person that can make it better....and they're not there anymore. The longing is neverending...and utterly debilitating...I guess the part that hit the hardest for me was the last part...the fact that without her love..all that's left is a cold and empty shell of a girl...murdered by love. It's so sad...but it's so true of a broken heart. Great write. I loved it. ~hailie~
| Posted on 2007-02-21 00:00:00 | by loveispain | [ Reply to This ]

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