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    dots Submission Name: Mon Amour, Mon Amourdots

    Author: feildeagle
    ASL Info:    18/M/AL
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 1/0/10
    Words: 352
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
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       A little something I cooked up to help me cope with something current in my life. The title is french for My Love, My Love. The last two lines are also french, they roughly mean:

    My heart is heavy and my spirit ran from me
    Give me a knife to cut my heart out

    Although if you were to put it through a translator, you might get something like:

    My heart is heavy and my mind ran of me
    Lend me a knife to cut my heart

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    dotsMon Amour, Mon Amourdots

    I just want this to leave me
    If I died right now, it'd be too late
    Too many of sorrows I've seen
    So much to offer in this world
    I couldn't help myself get back
    My spirit gone so stale
    I can't find a window to crawl to
    My cracks and aches are real

    I may be a fool, but listen
    I know we've had our times
    I've seen what we can do
    I'll keep my emotions dwindled within

    My heart is so heavy
    I'll surely sink
    Who will be there to catch me
    When I do?
    My stomach turns
    My consience writhes
    My heart hurts
    When will I ever see the light?

    I can't bear the thought
    Seeing this in my mind
    An outcove, painted blue
    In my mind I make this real
    I pace back and forth
    I can't make it stop
    You hurt me one day
    One day that turned into a year
    Year and a half or two
    I never knew
    Plunged in the dark like a tainted killer
    Not deservant of the satisfaction given him
    By the people that stood and watched
    The person that hid in the gutter
    Hid in the alleyway, always hidden
    In the dark they wait
    Torn between the two lives they love
    Or atleast the one that they cared for at the time

    I stand here now
    Not as a victim of the justification of one's suffering
    But one person's longing, the longing that was never real
    Never there, never now

    How long must I stay in the dark?
    Tell me, I beg of you
    How long must I keep my heart sealed in this metal box
    Must my spirit be subjected to this torment as well?

    I can't back away, I can't run the other way
    All I hold is gone, I guess I never knew

    The least you could have done was tell me when you knew
    Not when you couldn't go on anymore
    Mon coeur est lourd et mon esprit a couru de moi me
    Donne un couteau pour découper mon coeur

    Submitted on 2007-11-07 02:21:52     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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