the play ends

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  • Lost Love

    the play ends

    Melted dreams, fade way wishes, ended scenes of our dear kisses.
    Memories mushed upon the ground, my love is lost where can it be found?

    Accented closers still in repose, my heart beats yes but my brain opposed.
    Your once welcomed presents now highly restricted.
    manifest the day that we were gifted.

    The orchestra rises a solemn tune the echos of you eminent doom. 

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    CasimirJash commented on the play ends

    08-25-2009

    i love this. very well put, I can actually feel the details you wrote. nice work

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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