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Friday, February 6, 2009

yours truly, name

-Momma told me-

It was one December morning
When everything seemed not to be warm
Curled up in bed crying
Hiding from the petrifying storm
Your world had been dead
For as long as eyes could see
And hands could touch
Your face was numb
Cold
Expressionless
It was as though you were
A shadow
Laying on your side
Hoping to be heard, yet being silent
It was as if your soul had given
Your body independence
Though you were freed
Your eyes were in a distance
That’s all they were and will be
Though stars seem to be so near
My hands would never be able to reach it
You are my star
There, but never there
My mind was not of yours
Was it only in dreams, we could ever meet?
Reality is a painful thought
For it hurts
As much as the heart weeps of guilt
And skin thirsts for love
For it hurts
To the depths of being
A lonesome cloud
Waiting to be ripped by the wind
For being apart and never one
Was all we were
Was all we’ll ever be
It will never be revealed
The truth
Behind your tears of laughter
As long as lips can speak
And hearts can seek
It will forever be hidden
Forever be hidden.


Sam Jo Lene
4PA1
Convent Light street


found this in my folder this morning. = does anyone understand the torment im trying to imply here? xD

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