Another mind blowing poem about the oh so rare subject, heart ache and ending of relationships
for the sake of feeling something?
How long must we yell at eachother,
just to have something to say?
When will the pain in my chest,
fade.
The pain won't go away,
untill you do.
No, it's not suppose to be this sad,
cause we ended a long time ago.
No, there's no use in tears,
cause you've already broken my heart.
But after rain there's sun,
and pretty rainbows.
After the storm,
there's calm. Silence.
And the end of us,
is the start of something new.
Something better,
life made for living.
Poetry by baby Blue
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Written on 2010-07-08 at 14:03
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The End
How long should we ache,for the sake of feeling something?
How long must we yell at eachother,
just to have something to say?
When will the pain in my chest,
fade.
The pain won't go away,
untill you do.
No, it's not suppose to be this sad,
cause we ended a long time ago.
No, there's no use in tears,
cause you've already broken my heart.
But after rain there's sun,
and pretty rainbows.
After the storm,
there's calm. Silence.
And the end of us,
is the start of something new.
Something better,
life made for living.
Poetry by baby Blue
Read 730 times
Written on 2010-07-08 at 14:03
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