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The pain is numbing.
I can feel it slowly slipping away.
I drift off to sleep.
But it will come back when I wake.
It always comes back.

I have a short relief of pain.
I dream of him
And what we could have been.
He is the cause of my pain.
My love for him causes this.

I wake with tears in my eyes,
I realize it was only a dream.
The pain rushes back.

As I feel the pain once again,
I realize what I must do.
I must forget my love.
I must stop loving him.
I must stop hoping.
I must find someone else.
I must move on.

But I can't.




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JosephW.This 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...
Jun. 4 at 10:30 pm:
If you call this poetic justice, that wouldn't be at all accurate. A poetic criticism is more spot on. But a poetic injustice? Yes. But who are we, the poets, what are we, if injustice is not served to us? Let the novelists write of a perfect, poetically just world, but this poem, these words, mark the poet's ability to dignify the voice and clarity of one's coming to terms with the fact that we are, living in an injust world.
 
KristhePoetThis 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. replied...
Sep. 17 at 9:32 pm :
WHAT IS WRONG WITH U? BACK OFF! she justs wants to write about heartbreak
 
JosephW.This 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. replied...
Sep. 18 at 7:01 pm :
You, sadly, do not understand. It wasn't meant to be offensive.
 
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