Of Late

Of Late

A Poem by Sharp17
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whats been going on in my mind (more frightening than it sounds)

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Of Late,

This love is like a yoyo,

Up and Down the string of Fate,

Tied around my finger,

Eternal Feelings Linger,

Blood no Longer Circulates,

Though,

My Mind still Circumnavigates,

You.

Feelings hidden,

Yet still There.

I Still Care.

You Broke me down inside,

Thought i wouldnt cry,

The fading light did burn out my eyes.

I have said goodbye, now i look behind.

Reality is a Subside,

To the pain of My Mind.

It pleases me to see your eyes,

even after all the lies.

I still believe them.

© 2011 Sharp17


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Sharp17
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Added on May 31, 2011
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