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      more than i

crumbling my substance
into silence, greed, and guilt
burned it to the ground
this castle that id built
skies of blue replaced with smoke
and memories laced with tears
as much as i hurt inside
i cant get back those years
i close my eyes to look for the answer
again youve asked me why
at a loss for words
you knew more than i
that many amends needed making
for these rags that are my soul
close my eyes again
push me back into my hole
this question will kill me again and again
every day i die
please don't turn away
you knew more than i

   mellanie lynn carney byrne
©2007-2009 *BloodyDream69
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:iconsunshinecasy:
Nice.

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:pokeball: 2406 1648 2146 / SunnyC

Sometimes, I like to write. But if I was meant to write all the time, I'D HAVE PENCILS FOR HANDS.

No, my true ambition is not about writing. My true ambition is to someday host a breakfast potluck in the park.
:iconbloodydream69:
thanks...that means a lot to me because no one ever really reads my poetry.=)

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life is a ride. you can either scream and be afraid, or let go and enjoy it.
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:iconsunshinecasy:
I just turned around and pressed something on the keyboard on accident, and it went to this poem which I could identify with. Very fortunate.

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:pokeball: 2406 1648 2146 / SunnyC

Sometimes, I like to write. But if I was meant to write all the time, I'D HAVE PENCILS FOR HANDS.

No, my true ambition is not about writing. My true ambition is to someday host a breakfast potluck in the park.
:iconbloodydream69:
well i guess it was meant for you to read.=)

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life is a ride. you can either scream and be afraid, or let go and enjoy it.
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