the things that used to hurt

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you're crying ... you thought love "forever"
this puzzle ... it fits not together
so none can save your soul but i ?
forgive me, may i ask you why ?

for why love you ? ... ‘tis suicide
of hope, of joy, of faith and pride
you did not to me goodness bring
but rather, caged me like some thing

love did not soar, as eagles high
instead i fought it. begged it ... die
you love me not ... your passion thrives
through things that have much darker lives

my own, its' face appears to be
more sinister than i know "me"
calling love its' name, this lie
is feeding “us”, and starving ”i”

know this, he that goodness forgot
this thing you dared call love is not
beholden am i not to thee
but sadly, to some lack in me
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AHHH!!!!

Please excuse the enormous font, I thought it was needed to describe how freaking MUCH I LOVE THIS POEM.

It is insanely amazing. Perhaps one of the best poems I have EVER read.

Great great great great!

~Anne
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oh anne, i'm too shy to post in your blog because i think you're so talented !. and to think i almost didn't post this because it's a bit of a "departure" for me. thankyou anne, that is high praise indeed, coming from you. i sincerely appreciate your comment. mig. XX
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Don't be silly. I'm overly glad you posted it, and don't be too shy to post. I think you're loads more talented than me!!

Hence the HUGE letters!!

:)

~Anne