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Phenomenon
07-04-2008, 07:44 PM
I felt your pulse this morning as you lay beside me
I didn't recognize it's rhythm
I listened to your heart beat as you slept beside me
But it didn't match with mine
Your walk is different
It's not inspired by my existence anymore
Your talk is different
The passion has took another pattern
You don't do the things you used to do
You don't say the things you used to say
And I miss it so much but today
When I felt your pulse and listened to your heartbeat
I couldn't help but think
Something has died
And as you lay beside me
I continue to think to myself
The reason why your pulse and heart feels so different
Is because they are beating for someone else

4EVERLUV
07-04-2008, 11:33 PM
Realizing Reality.....
(smh)...nothing but the truth.
Feeln' this deep.


Much Luv

asimplepoet
07-05-2008, 12:21 AM
definitely can feel where you coming from. I loved the flow of this...

watzinaname
07-05-2008, 09:08 AM
Whew...you executed this painful realization with a sledge hammer. Well done.

$$RICH$$
07-06-2008, 11:01 PM
I know this all so well most def can relate to this one

choclatangel
07-07-2008, 01:31 AM
Thank you for putting my pain in words so eloquently!

sweet apple*pie
09-25-2008, 05:25 PM
This was phenomenal! Very origininal....I have been the one whose pulse has died....it wasn't for someone else however. It was because the one beside me, destroyed it's beat... but Ima keep on keepin on....

An eye opening flow....da truth may be hidden in the dark, but it will come out in the morning...

queentswana
09-28-2008, 02:58 AM
I felt your pulse this morning as you lay beside me
I didn't recognize it's rhythm
I listened to your heart beat as you slept beside me
But it didn't match with mine
Your walk is different
It's not inspired by my existence anymore
Your talk is different
The passion has took another pattern
You don't do the things you used to do
You don't say the things you used to say
And I miss it so much but today
When I felt your pulse and listened to your heartbeat
I couldn't help but think
Something has died
And as you lay beside me
I continue to think to myself
The reason why your pulse and heart feels so different
Is because they are beating for someone else

awesome as usual :bowdown:

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