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Dear MomIn spite of it all, my tears start to fall; the pain is always surreal.Dear Mom
I grope and grasp, I hope and fast, but I can't change how I feel.
Mom I was twelve, when put on this shelf, now will you ever take me down?
If I feel in a stream, and I yelled and I screamed, would you ever hear me drown?
What will it take? A party and cake? For you to love me again?
Did I do something wrong? Was I not strong? Why won't you stop and listen,
To me cry every night, beacuse things are not right, and the pain just won't go away.
But it must be too late, I'll just have
by ~talldarkandhandsome
SeasonsIn times past, we'll recall the future and look behind to see what it will bring.Seasons
Whether flowered blooms or broken hearts, the days will feel like spring.
But summer will come and burn the flowered blooms and blow their dust away.
We'll mourn for spring and plead for a merciful autumn day.
Then fall will come and with it all its colors and cool.
But we'll have missed the beauties because we'll let other things our lives rule.
And winter will emerge in its golden white and leave us cold and bitter
And when travelers pass, we'll destroy them ju
by ~talldarkandhandsome
The Rain of the Glass RoseAs I approach what I will one day look upon as the crucial and decisive years of my life, I am imprisoned to look through this glass before making each sensitive decision. It isn't that I despise this glass that lies around me; some shattered, some whole, yet each piece of glass represents the way I know feel or something I have felt in the past. Some pieces of my glass say "The way things were" and each time I attempt to piece there broken jagged edge back together, I cut myself again. Even more of the pieces say worthless, useless, or unloveable, and are constantly in my way. I step on them, sometimes stub my toe, and even trip on this glasThe Rain of the Glass Rose
by ~talldarkandhandsome
For Her SakeI attended a wedding today, I hoped I would never have to attend. The Woman that for almost two years now I have loved, married a Man who makes her happy. I could not bear to watch and I did not have the stomach to cry. The ceremony was beautiful, as was She, and the reception was splendid. It is a sad and lonely day when you have to watch the woman you love say, “I do”, to someone else knowing in your heart it really means, “It is too late.” My heart is too numb to hurt and my brain does little more than think of her. I sit here, barely moving, hardly breathing, and crushed toFor Her Sake
by ~talldarkandhandsome
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- Current Residence: Texas
- Interests: Sports, Music, Girls
- Favourite movie: Count Of Monte Cristo
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- Favourite genre of music: alternative to jazz, country to pop, like it all
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- Personal Quote: "When you are you and I am I, then we are We and not Us, then we are neither you or I."
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