A heart not forgiven, a soul without peace. I life that is broken, a girl on her knees. She begs for fogivness, but gets nothing but shame. She still goes about trying, life is a hard game. Mess up once, mess up again. Trying and trying, hoping to win. Friendly she was, solitary she now is. Always looking for a heart, more promising than his. But still finds no one, no one can beat or match. She can find no one to fix her heart's broken patch. So still she will live with a whole in her heart, tearing her up inside. Falling apart.
~By XxxShadowsBetweenUsxxX 11/05/07
"Shadows Between Us...Falling Apart...."
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...The Little Black Rain Cloud's Thoughts...
Poetry is the life for me, for lifes i have no other. I write about darkness, broken hearts, and hate,'cause Shadows is my name; title; my cover.
If you read my poetry, and like the depressive tone,comment me and tell me in a way thats all your own.
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