Love: a slow poison

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is from a journal of writings i have done over a little time. never posted any of it anywhere.. i dont know if it's really a poem or anything at all, very rough draft stuff here.

Submitted: August 21, 2012

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That face of beauty,

became a poison seeping,

straight into my mind.

Decomposing and eroding

forever eating away on my memories.

Remaining forever in the background and forefront of my brain.

The feelings are all that remain,

for that face now belongs to another,

yet,

another face is no replacement for yours.

Burned or engraved by some invisible force

hemorrhaging from the sores.

The pain of the mistake and the consequences that followed in retrospect are the only reasons for my sorrow.

It is all history, like dinosaur bones

forever fossilized in the deepest ground

I hear that soft voice

I cringe at the sound.


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