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Doubt
By Deaths Apostle
The more I think,
The more I realize,
We can talk and talk all
day,
But there are many things I don't know how to say.
The
pain I feel,
If I could make you see,
If I could make you care,
I love you more than everything,
Yet I hate you more than anything.
You remain blind to that which you should see.
My love, are you
really the one for me?
Questions come at me.
Confusion has
me clouded.
Though the answers are so clear,
They make me ache
with a pain I cannot bear.
My heart is stripped and shredded
From all the things you do,
It's like one day we're in love,and
the next we're in hate.
For these reasons I'm beginning to doubt
that you really are my fate
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Copyright 2010 Deaths Apostle
Comments on "Doubt"
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A former member wrote:
This poem is okay....
I know how you feel, many people have to go through that type of feeling. I would like to have seen more imagery, use some metaphores and remember to always think third person point of view when writting :)
I like it though.
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A former member wrote:
this speaks to me on one level... but it doesn't speak to me on multiple levels. While I can relate to what you express... the manner in which it is expressed does not capture my attention as much as it could.... just my opinion, of course.
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