March 14, 2009
By Brooke Brunson BRONZE, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Brooke Brunson BRONZE, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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The memories I had of you,
will never wash away,
because you showed me love,
that no one could replace.

Once bonded by love,
but now torn by pain.
The heart that used to feel,
has now lost the game.

Seperated into pairs,
like pieces of the moon.
The blood has flowed out,
and left a empty wound.

Crushed by rejection,
wounded by lies.
The truth never surfaced,
until the day you died.

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on Mar. 25 2009 at 12:37 am
psycholinzmeier GOLD, Kaukauna, Wisconsin
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wonderful ur a great writer


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