the pain of lossA Poem by ghost writeri'm a man, not a herothe pain of loss, is such a pain, it does not give, it only gains.
the pain of loss is something known, to every person whose heart has been sewn
the pain of loss, is one, i guess of a multitude so large in magnitude impossible to comprehend.
the pain of loss is straight and true it does not dither and waste words with you
the pain of loss, to you, my friend, binds every man, to their bitter end
the pain of loss, as you succinctly said, was the creak of springs, of an empty bed.
the pain of loss as we all knew is a trial that is not new to you
the pain of loss, i surmise, was too clearly seen, in your eyes. © 2010 ghost writerAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 23, 2010 Last Updated on May 23, 2010 Authorghost writersingapore, singpore(duh), SingaporeAbouti am singaporean, about 168-170 cm tall, i look really nerdy, and am omitted/ teased about most stuff, and am totally clueless about 80% of the time. i love the following bands linkin park, daugh.. more..Writing
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