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Hatred makes for a great fire.Category: (general)
Sunday, 25 November 2012
08:54:03 PM (GMT)
Poem. Hehe.:3
Comment, maybe?:D

Our love sprouted a tiny sapling,
one that would soon be 100 feet tall.
The sky wasn't even our limit,
we could make our own wall.

A wall to escape from all these judgemental people,
somewhere where I could rest safe and secure in your arms.
I loved it there; It was our own little haven.
It was a place where there was no hate, no sadness, and especially no harm.

Although that love lasted for one year,
and the wall lasted too,
somehow the people began to tear the wall down,
as I tried my best to make do.

It's really tough when you're trying your best for someone,
and they just don't seem to care.
Well, hunny, that was you.
So the branches of our sapling started to coil back into the cold, cruel, air.

They coiled back past the planets and the stars.
Reaching this earth,
crumpled up and dead.
I guess it just didn't matter to you; it's worth.

I stood there in pure desperation,
as you just decided to walk off.
With tears streaming from my eyes I picked up an old, ugly branch from our love.
I cried and cried until I just dusted it off.

I screamed and whined as I picked up the branches,
trying to find out what to do with the new found hate.
My brain spotted an idea,
I walked off with a new state.

A new state of mind that is,
to get all of the disgust out of me.
I walked far with the remains,
although I may never find another love; another tree.

It sure did sting when I put the tainted love into a pile,
getting ready to set it aflame.
It sure didn't bother you, though.
While I had a terrible feeling; a big, aching pain.

With a small tear in my eye,
I brought a lighter to it.
I watched it burn, crackle, and smoke,
feeling happier than I'd like to admit.

But for some reason,
at that exact moment in time,
I had never felt so free,
no more of a hard, steep climb.

So all I did was smile,
smile and walk away,
with no regrets,
I just simply went on with my day.

I still smile to this day.
And just laugh at what I thought could be.
I think about the warmth of that fire,
the taste still lingering in my mouth bitterly.

Tiger76rt says :   23 March 2013   688352  
I liked this. Well written*


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