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I actually do know
every poem I write comes from my heart
this is the start of one I am writing actually
I have been working on it for awhile never quiet able to finish it

I stare into space
my heart beating wildly
dreaming of your face once again fills my heart with terrible sorrow
picturing your soft curly sandy hair
and how it felt to run my figures through your hair
staring into your soft blue eyes helped me sleep at night
tears run down my cheeks every time your image comes to mind
my heart beats to the lone beat of a drum once more
my spirit shall never sore without you as my wind man
I fell abandoned and alone and full of scorn
how could you leave me like that Ron?
how could you put me throw that?
after all you said after all you did
you still had the nerve to say i love you
how can i believe you?
how can i know what you say is true?
how can you even ask me to give my heart to you?
nothing but betrayal has ever come from you
how can i feel joy when you use me like a toy
how can i miss you when you hurt my heart so many times
how come my heart beat races
my soul feels on fire when ever i see your face
how could you leave me my beloved? how could you hurt me so

Do you guys have like a library of poems or something?

i have a library of 27 poems thats all i only did them in the summer

i just write poems on my computer as they come to me x3

No it's not a problem but you guys are just firing away lol.

music with no noise


lend me your ears,
and i would whisper into them,
with a song.

at the end of the day,
im sad,
and alone.

i just need someone,
someone to love,
maybe love from a friend.

when i turn off the lights,
alone in the dark,
but it feels right.

as the rain beats upon my head,
i feel as i'm being struck down,
far from ahead.

all the joys and wonders,
from the times when i was a kid,
seem to disappear as i became older.

all i could do was worry when i was young,
from the little silly things,
but now, all i feel is numb.

as if i was not here,
watching myself,
threw someones eyes.

as i forget to what my actions where,
as if it was not me,
but someone els.

i lost control,
of to who i am,
and what Ive become.

if the love stayed,
and never turned cold,
and then i would of been free.

free from who i became,
and what i have done,
to make me feel so numb.

now my song ends,
of not a happy tail,
but to an end from where it all began.

i just joined it not to long ago lol

my bad same post as before! XD