My love, my sorrowA Poem by Dewella~Vintella
For once to have to be forgotten, tears, fears, hearts gone rotten.
Forests in the wake of winter, dead and aching infected splinters. Forever to waste away in the threads of death, every kiss, laced with a last breath. I once was told, to never forget, to live and leave with no regret. I once was known, to always love, to be kind and gentle to the feather of a dove. My love, my love, so broken and bothered. Running in fears stuffed, starved and bottled. Come back to me, when the lands grown once more, come back with your keys to open my door.
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Added on September 28, 2011Last Updated on September 2, 2012 AuthorDewella~VintellaDouglas, WYAboutAs time has changed, so have I. For a long time I thought I knew who I was and where I belonged, and for a long time I constructed myself to fit inside that mold; But it seems that much like the w.. more..Writing
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