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I've had it with pain brought on by unrequited love. Though i rise up time and time again, the death i had to go thru every time my heart breaks anew cannot be denied. 





Ballad of the Broken Heart


Where once there was love
Only ashes remain
Carried by the wind
Transformed into dust
No trace of distinction
Or a hint of the beauty
That once existed 
In the image that is yours
An unforgettable face I engraved
So lovingly in my soul

Where once there was trust
Only uncertainty abides
A vast ocean of blackness
Littered with broken dreams
Moving with the current
A rhythm of deafening emptiness
Lamenting through pursed lips 
Shrieking loudly in silence 
A distinct sound heard from the depths
Of many a clamoring voices
A million and one questions
Raised high to the heavens
But not a single one answered

Where once there was you and I
Only the ghosts of our past linger
Traces of your smile hovering
Flitting in and out of consciousness
That yields helplessly to the call of lunacy
Adamantly refusing to be engulfed
In these memories that taunt my being
Though I clearly remember how the sun had looked
On those days I lovingly beheld its reflection
As it shone brightly through your soulful eyes
Never ever wanting to be buried 
Beneath what came before yesterday
Or what could possibly come tomorrow
As I listen to the crying, dying voice
Of this heart so profoundly shattered




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    Short stories, anecdotes, poems, metrical tales, quips, haikus, and all sorts of original writings i have penned at work or during my own free time. Maybe in time, i would get around to making my own illustrations or computer manipulated designs for each story, but sadly i don't have the luxury of time yet. So for now, free pictures from photostock would do. 

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