half empty
confusion
never meant much
when words stopped coming
it was just a dry spell
frustration
never seemed important
at least enough to not brush it off
it's not a problem
people
never realize their faults
until it is to late to fix the harm
just sweep the pieces under the table
romance
never died so hard
in the arms of a fallen angel
who tried so hard to gain his wings back
people
can't read minds
or faces well enough
to count the pain to it's source
pain
right down to the core
is the kind that takes the longest to heal
and doesn't seem to understand apologies...
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asdfyzposted on 08/03/2009
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i really like this poeple u have some great points there keep writing and please read and comment on my 2 new poems fallen and only a dream.