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How dreadful to hear the brakes of a car
And mistake it for my love, that i hoped would follow....
Allow me to lay here in my wounds
And simply let me wallow.
Has it so soon reached
The stretch of the millionth mile?
So weary no longer can i account for time nor season
But i know that it must have been awhile.
I clearly recall limping through
These loathesome miles before
But unsure of what i am at all
I don't know if it can take it anymore.
I have never been so far away
Separated by a mere room.
Makes me yearn for a blanket that could cover this mess
For the safety of a steel cocoon.
| I'm sorry whatever happen to you , very heart felt poem , i feel your pain , your word are so sensitive , you express greatly in this poem the hurt and anger , don't bestow in a steel cocoon, get a new start in life , this poem has sentimental values , great writing , keep it up||| Posted on 2009-04-05 00:00:00 | by JoJoCrab | [ Reply to This ] |