He is there

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Maybe her 'happy' ending?

Submitted: December 09, 2009

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Submitted: December 09, 2009

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Loner
 
I
Don’t understand the thing that happened to me
I
Only understand pain
The kind of pain known
To feel
Lonely
I
Fell high from that pain, into hard passionate love
 
I fell in love maybe once or twice
 
But now I fell, and still falling
The perfect angel caught me.
He’s holding me with the kind of eyes.
 
Eyes that tears me away from hurt,
Hurt that has haunted me all my life.
Life that has so dearly treated me as death.
 
All my life I wanted to die young, to free me.
To free me from falling.
 
He has changed that,
He has changed me from nothing to something.
 
 
* now I only hear your voice over the phone
A distant place
Not with me
You belong here with me…


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