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of you
By toy soldier
all that is left is a torn peace of paper
writen in liquid regrets
that speeks in hurt fealings,
broken dreams,
and betrayed trusts
but reads of true love
and if you hold it to the light,
you can faintly see the
stains of a broken heart
this is all that i have
even though i want so much more...
more is not yours to give
this is all that i will take
thank you
me too
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© 2005 toy soldier
Published on Monday, October 31, 2005.
Filed under:
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On Tuesday, January 17, 2006, Butterfly
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wrote:
So Sad
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On Wednesday, December 7, 2005, lordshadow
(153) wrote:
like a conversation either with yourself, or the one you love but can't have. Either way, wonderful.
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On Monday, November 14, 2005, Butterfly
(99) wrote:
this is very sweet mikey and very sad...like always, love your poetry
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On Monday, October 31, 2005, Army Barbie
(324) wrote:
I think I know this...I only breathe every line of this every day that I live. Lovely, so very lovely.
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A former member wrote:
"more is not yours to give" damn...that line hurts like hell, and I have no clue why...er...no, I take that back...I do know why...it's because that's about how I feel right now. This is lovely...wonderful job. *Evangel*
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A former member wrote:
thoughtfully succinct; plainly states its painful mind. . .. great job
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