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Half The Man
By DarkHeart
I'm Half the Man I used to be
Half my heart left in my chest
Bloods poors out my left aorta
Drip-drop stains my skin and drowns
My lungs in crimson Livlyhood
Half my heart she took with her to
Mend her borken self with
She used my heart as stepping stones
To reach a plan I could not trod
Ground on.
She used my heart as a cast
To mend her broken self with
She used me, she used my heart
My heart I gave her, for that
I'm only half the man I used 2 B
Epitaph
Half the time I spent with her, I knew
Her mind was only half there, wathcing
Vanilla Skies, she spend half the time
In contemplating
Silence
Staring at me like a child
Does when they decide weather
Or Not they like you.
Eyes Moving back and forth
Looking through my eyes, her face
Has No expression, nothing, no emotion
And Epitath of whats 2 come.
A Stone
Cold. Forshadowing
Epitaph.
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© 2006 DarkHeart
Comments on "Half The Man"
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On Saturday, February 9, 2008, Syringe
(51)
wrote:
i love the 4th satnza and last word 'epitaph'. it just goes to show how death comes in many ways.
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On Wednesday, April 26, 2006, monalisamarie
(113) wrote:
I love the way you repeat the 'half'..It really makes the title tie into the whole thing. Realistic and nicely thought out similies
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On Saturday, March 25, 2006, Six-Out
(1435) wrote:
Reminds me of hed (pe)
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On Saturday, March 25, 2006, Guillotine
(172) wrote:
This is a great concept that I doubt could be put more verbosely. Good work.
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On Saturday, March 25, 2006, Equinox Asylum
(140) wrote:
Good stuff, Enjoyed its longing to be whole.
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