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MzBlkAngel
11-11-2004, 12:47 AM
As the skies open
He reaches for my hand
Do I go or do I stay…

Searching and yearning
But slowly dying
And he has no clue
As I look in the blue
My tears stop running
For I no longer know why
But I can't pretend....

See I now know
It’s not for me….

My pain cuts and my breath
Is fading…..
I am tired of crying
I am tired of this game
Called love…..
Called life

See I now know
It’s not for me….

As my thoughts take me on…
The fire burns
My heart yearns…
Oh Lord I love me
I am faithful
But my love is dying
And I don’t know what to do

Wishing upon a star
That this pain will go away
That the clouds will fall
And the sun forever shine…
And love comes my way
But my heart have
So much pain…
How do I get pass
And trust once more
Love
Life

No matter how I love me
Within the pain carries more then
I can ever release….
But I want to love
I want to share….
But the pain is so deep
As I try to heal
My heart can't take no more

See I know now
Its not for me…..
Or is it...
How can I tell

Love have took and torn me apart
So lost and cold
Astry I have went..
In my realm
Is where I feel safe...

Been so long

But he stands tall
And willing...
As he collects the broken pieces
of my Heart...
But its not that easy to mend
It's been to long
Torn more then once
I dont want the pain
I dont want to cry
I dont want to be alone
But I cant take the pain it will bring

My heart calls through my soul
But the pain holds me back

I dont know
What to do....

Yet he reaches for me

(C) 2004
unkown files of lost

$$RICH$$
11-11-2004, 01:12 AM
tyte drop i feel ya on dis

MzBlkAngel
11-11-2004, 10:22 AM
thanks for the love Rich...

angelicsage
11-11-2004, 10:26 AM
...it's hard when you
love someone, who
won't commit...but
yet they love you
as though they have...

a constant conundrum
in your heart...

...so hard to walk away

Poignant flow...
Sage

queentswana
11-11-2004, 04:20 PM
yet he reaches for me

Wrong reach,
it's you that have to reach for you first. It's you that have to love, comfort, feed, and cherish....
...then, and only then...will his reach...reach you.
This poem, like all your others are wonderful, thanks for sharing.

MzBlkAngel
11-12-2004, 08:07 AM
thanks for the love my sister Poets
Peace
Angel

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