GoodbyeA Poem by HanhilLetting go
Sort out my heart in this mess
Left behind, your love's a jest Retained my soul but the spark's gone The dream now stand all alone. Fighting sleep and monsters under the bed A dam formed from all the tears unshed When the end comes before the start When the Viola to your Orsino part. A lilting lullaby in the wind, The chill asunder deep within All the Rage, all the hidden forms! We were always a fight against norms.. An act it was, Stage three It wasn't just to set you free. My heart's anything but sore Still you don't know me anymore. © 2012 HanhilAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on October 8, 2012 Last Updated on October 8, 2012 AuthorHanhilImphalAboutA medical student, I try to find time to scribble down a few words whenever I can, which is usually on the back pages of my notebook when the lecture sometimes take a particularly boring turn. True, I.. more..Writing
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