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Ripped Apart

I'll sit next to the pyre
Of my long lost love.
My heart will burst into fire,
As I watch the ashes fly away like a dove.

She was all I had,
She was my whole heart.
It wasn't like a fad,
'Cuz now my heart's ripped apart.

All I wanted was her love,
I would have given her the world.
She fit me like a glove,
As we both twirled.

Our hearts intertwined,
We couldn't be beat.
When they saw us, others would wine,
"God, why can't I have that treat?"

But now she's gone,
No longer do I have my dove.
No longer will I be able to dawn,
That little thing called Love.



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Life_lineThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Sep. 8 at 10:37 pm:
I love it!!! it hides so many more emotions than it shows and i, for one, like that about your poem
 
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OpulentColors said...
Mar. 26, 2013 at 1:34 pm:
Beautiful :)
 
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