Tear it again

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Tear it again

Looking in the darkness, a deep black void, feeling

my heart being utterly destroyed. I watch the

fragments fly through the air; sitting in weary

silence, I find I don't care. This isn't the first

time it's been torn into bits, but I am guessing it's

the last time I can stand it. Living or dieing, it

doesn't matter any more. Soul torn asunder, I fall to

the floor. Peace engulfs me as finally I cry. Looking

to the heavens, I laugh as I die.

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ArgusWayne commented on Tear it again

10-11-2009

How can one so young capture the sheer torure of a broken heart so perfectly? Excellent writing!

ccslim commented on Tear it again

01-24-2009

Flows nicely! Thank you for sharing what so few can touch!

prophesy commented on Tear it again

01-15-2009

love your intuition, there has no death nor dying, we are in the likness of god which is spirit, it is the flesh that is undicipline, where thier is darkness, there has a lite, an you right, matter doesent matter you are wonderful. your heart is no

JJJOGG commented on Tear it again

12-17-2008

very nice! i really liked this one! it just seems to roll off the lips sorta! and showing how even though your dieing your some how relieved for some reason unknown to the reader. very good keep it up.

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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