poemranker ::After A Love is Lost by pinay_miss_azn

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After A Love is Lost

Member since 2004 · Posted 21 Jun 2005 · 4 comments

The pain never goes away... It stays forever... Its the kind of pain that has no cure It cuts right through your heart leaving it empty and broken Days pass, Weeks pass still the pain remains.. counting your tears you've shed would be like standing in the rain... Seeing your sad and lonely face would be like seeing a painting of Mona Lisa torn apart... into little bits of pieces... But not even that can compare to how heartbroken your face is looking... The pain inside your heart feels like a hundred knives cutting through you... You want it to stop... You want the pain to go away.. You want to be free and happy again.. You want to stop wasting your tears.. But there's only one way to start It's the hardest step you might ever have to take.. You...must...move..on... Years later... You're heart has been repaired.. You're happy again... you've stopped crying.. You met the man you've waited your whole life for.. You've moved on.. The pain is over... All thats left is a scar.. an invisible scar that you'll always remember... an invisible scar that can no longer hurt you...

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[4] Blue Magpie 21-Jun-05/9:57 PM Reply
This is too long for what it has to say.
[4] Bankrupt_Word_Clerk 22-Jun-05/12:29 AM Reply
a scar can not by definition be invisible. Or it isn't a scar. it's unmarred flesh. What makes a scar a scar is the Marring.

all that to wonder out loud; is English your first language?
[0] deleted user 22-Jun-05/3:15 AM Reply
I love the dots.. The dots are so poetic... Especially where there's only two of them.... They resemble nipples.....but arty, arty ones...... My tongue glides over the monitorscreen, licking them, slobbering...... I get poetically so aroused by those introspectic, melancholic, punct-colic dots.......and hey, thanks for the knives cutting into a heart, been searching for an equal brilliant metaphore for years and years........
[8] sliver 30-Jun-05/10:34 PM Reply
When I first started reading this I wanted to tell you that the pain will subside... Scars are just something to brag about in a way.