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The Bracelet


Majoraslayer

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Here I sit with broken heart,

my life a life no more.

My wrists bleed my dark red blood

for yet another * * * * *.

 

I gave her all my loving power,

handed her my soul.

She was best of all the flowers

and earned the love she stole.

 

My soul still sitting in her room,

my heart inside her hands.

I have met eternal doom,

Thy name, "another man".

 

Now its His damn bracelet that

she wears upon her wrist.

A deep, dark hole is where I'm at,

just alive for her sweet kiss.

 

She says she loves me, swears it too!

I know I love her still.

But now I sit here all alone

with more than time to kill.

 

My "friends" were there to take my soul

and send it straight to hell.

Break us up was their one goal

and kill her love so stale.

 

Please my love come back to me

the light is growing dim.

I gave you my eternity,

and all you kept was him.

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Well, it is a true story but I also used symbolism. I don't actually cut myself or anything; that was just in there to reflect the deep pain I'm feeling. This particular poem was written exactly one year ago when I caught her cheating on me, but after they broke up I was stupid enough to take her back. Here we are again in the same situation but with a different guy. I'll post my sorrows today, and thank you for the reviews of my self-expression.

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