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Permanently Erased

A Poem by CoconutSprinkles08
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A poem about losing someone you were in love with...

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A hole inside me.
I can't let go.
In my mind
I hold on...
Heavenly sweet voice...
Stars shined brighter 
When You smiled...
I cry in deep denial...
Your eyes burned with passion,
A lighter's fire...
You became my heart's single desire
As I cried holding onto 
The telephone wire.
Now,
 My days are spent
Trying to live 
Now that 
You're absent,
Moving on...
Too hard,
Too long.
I can't be the same again...
My best friend,
In the end
I never knew Your love.
I know,
The longer I want You
The more damage it will do...
No matter what I go through
I'll know one thing:
 I can't let go of You.
You were:
 A stolen angel,
Color in the wings of butterflies,
Crescent moon of midnight skies,
Reason people believe in God,
One who saw it all,
Smile on my face;
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I can't let go of you;
You...
Only thing I really knew.
Inside of you,
So much more...
I still look for You 
At the door.

© 2011 CoconutSprinkles08


Author's Note

CoconutSprinkles08
I don't really remember why I wrote this poem, because I wrote it over a year ago(Except for a little editing I just did). I think it might have been out of fear of losing someone I loved...So, I guess it is what it is.

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u right so well!

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

THat poem definitely came from the heart. Its making me cry. WOW!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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