Aethelwyne

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Love is the slowest form of suicide...



Maybe one day you will see the beauty of your soul



Torn Apart
I lie here, my body racked with pain
My emotions spilled crimson, pooling like the rain
Pouring from my eyes, the thrashed remnants of my soul
And every memory of you, haunting me in whole




"If the people we love are taken from us, the way they live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever."
~Sarah~

Aethelwyne's Works

Poetry 2007-01-14Take Me Back
Poetry (Depressed)2007-01-05Dying To Live
Poetry 2006-12-01I Am The Fallen
Poetry (Love)2006-10-07Tomorrow
Poetry (Love)2006-09-12Quicksand
Poetry 2006-08-13Where'd You Go
Poetry 2006-05-30Truth
Poetry 2006-03-21Turned
Poetry (Love)2006-01-27Hidden Hearts
Poetry 2005-12-23Ghost
Poetry 2005-11-07Not Alone
Poetry 2005-10-22Unrequited Life
Poetry 2005-10-21Follow
Poetry (Rage)2005-09-26Sarcastic Sadness
Poetry 2005-09-06My Everything
Poetry 2005-09-01Patriots
Poetry (Political)2005-09-01America The Damned
Poetry 2005-08-09Once Again
Poetry 2005-07-29Someday
Poetry (Rage)2005-07-25Melodies
Poetry (Reflective)2005-05-26Blinded
Poetry 2005-06-22I could...
Poetry 2005-06-11Enough
Poetry 2005-06-04Yesterday's Memories
Poetry (Love)2005-06-04Letter to the Dead
Poetry (Depressed)2005-04-27Crimson Rain
Poetry (Love)2005-05-27Emotionless
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