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my life was lifted just above me now I have to live with what I did live with what I see. I have seen a battlefield as a classroom a warzone as a desk when nothing is as it should be then nothing is at rest ----------------------------------------------------------------- In trying to cure this one wound they have begun to open various cuts of which are now beginning to fester and scar I am one of those cuts. ----------------------------------------------------------------- I have no sense of hope, no pure feelings no... nothing. I cannot feel anymore not the sun not the wind... nor do I ever think I will feel... again... By: RAIN <3
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Mar 13, 2012
Mar 13, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
In my eyes (This poem is by a former hello poetry user and a dear friend of mine, her username was RAIN)
my life was lifted just above me now I have to live with what I did live with what I see. I have seen a battlefield as a classroom a warzone as a desk when nothing is as it should be then nothing is at rest ----------------------------------------------------------------- In trying to cure this one wound they have begun to open various cuts of which are now beginning to fester and scar I am one of those cuts. ----------------------------------------------------------------- I have no sense of hope, no pure feelings no... nothing. I cannot feel anymore not the sun not the wind... nor do I ever think I will feel... again... By: RAIN <3
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Mar 13, 2012
Mar 13, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
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