![]() Finding The Lost HeartA Poem by Lucas GrashaThe
pain will not fade, and
it will serve as my death, such
a tragic thing. The
sunsets won’t come, they
fix all that’s wrong with me, such
a tragic ring. My
heart will not beat, I
can’t know why it does not, such
a tragic hate. The
form takes no shape, and
false love plays tricks on me, such
a tragic plight. For
I can’t describe how
much I have cried for her, such
a tragic time. She
left only this, the
tragedy I’ve become, such
a death for me. © 2011 Lucas GrashaReviews
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4 Reviews Added on February 16, 2011 Last Updated on February 16, 2011 Author![]() Lucas GrashaPittsburgh, PAAboutI've chosen in life to use the pen in place of the sword; or rather, the giving in place of giving up. I believe that I do possess a talent, but that opinion is only mine; if you would please (if you .. more..Writing
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