All the Flowers in the Field of Hours

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By Loneliness is condescending

Wakening up in this senseless daze Hoping this is all a phase Spinning circles in the dark In this long forgotten park Seeking company with that ageless star Lying bloodied on the ground Hoping someone will come around Will you be the one to save me? Or will you turn around pretending not to see Forced to save myself Silently I cry, you return me to my shelf No one's noticing the changes Cries for help filling these pages Over looked by blue eyes Times are ending, our dieing lives Hollow feeling deep inside Where do I confide These hidden secrets wish to out pour From my soul tried and poor My lips sewed shut Awaiting the final cut To free them from the silence Pleading to be saved from violence The darkness that ensued After our pointless feud Foreign light invading my darkness Give me back my hopelessness That darkness was my light Filling me with fight Now your standing beside Braving the odds to fight for my side I scream your missing the point Here I go to disappoint CANT YOU SEE YOU'RE THE ONE WHO DID THIS TO ME Or are you that blind that you cant see How could you over look the blood on your hands? Bodies shipped across the lands Rallying the people behind you I see the girl you brought here too From my place of silence I try to warn That your face is a mask your are just a shell sir

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February 27, 2005 17:38My_pain_your_thrill

This is a great poem, it makes me think of my ex 'cant you see you're the one who did this to me' I love that line...

October 6, 2006 05:28lost the lonely dead

the flow seems to be broken in a few spots and then it moves again and then it stops but the idea is really good and much of the word choice i must applaud, why i skipped over this in times past i have no understanding but it is one of your best and id hug it if i had it on paper