Interloper, by Morgan Chapman
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You haunt my every thought
Invade each lucid dream
An ocean of scents remind me of you
Like a fresh flowing nostalgic stream
All the parts that make up you
Are raining in my head
Dark clouds cover each possibility
Each chance to prove us dead
My memories of you are golden
All full of love and light
So why do I feel so beaten
Its such pain with no end in sight
I believe we are bound to each other
Even though we are apart
We werent meant to spend life together
Regret is the darkness of my heart.
Morgan C.
Copyright ©2006 Morgan Chapman
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Posted: 2007-08-02 04:03:27 UTC |
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2007-08-02 05:57:43 | mytruth |
This is a beautifully written poem. Keep up the great work. |