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Never truly living

February 26, 2010
By DancingAtMidnight SILVER, Lebanon, Indiana
DancingAtMidnight SILVER, Lebanon, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
"Love is given, not earned."


My heart beats
My lungs breath
My limbs move
My eyes cry
I sit alone
Listening for any signs of life
But no emotions creeps upon my face
No scream nor laugh slips through my lips
It's dark
And dreary
No hope
No dreams
No point on letting my heart keep pumping
For I feel as if I'm not living


The author's comments:
Okay, I'm such a blonde. Somebody please explain to me the differences between poems. If I'm going to write them I might as well know what type of poem I'm writing, right? Anyway, this poem is not really. It came to me in a day dream.

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