No Storybook Ending for the Likes of You

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By Loneliness is condescending •

My heart is blank as the snow that covers your grave Tears of hopelessness stain this perfect land of white shadows Desperately searching for what my heart craves Staring lost out of our stained windows The death of innocents ruptures my soul To few were our days of peaceful dreams How do I make my life whole? The pain is scared so deep that it still screams Standing here I wait for you This pointless wish the one day you'll come back to me The sign on your door speaks so true Tearing me to pieces with nowhere left to flee On my knees begging the night sky To answer my questions of heartache.. why?

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October 11, 2005 18:18Don't build lies on ice cubes.

I love the title! Is that an odd comment? I really do though, your titles could be poems, they all seem so well chosen... the poems good too by the by!

October 6, 2006 15:22lost the lonely dead

first line was well-worded its a good poem

March 13, 2010 13:06Broken_angel[

wonderful!