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September 27, 2012
By Misfit95 PLATINUM, Dover, Ohio
Misfit95 PLATINUM, Dover, Ohio
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We walk on broken dreams
Like shattered glass
We are cut and forced to bleed
Whenever we think of the past
Take my hand, my love;
The darkness is vast
For only our love
Is meant to last


The author's comments:
This is the only poem I've ever written that I really like. I hope you enjoy it.

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