a secret

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    a secret


    My soul screams for you,
    longs for you,
    yern to be embraced in you...
    so why do you run.

    I kept sheets warm for you
    and lit candles to guide your way
    waiting your arrival home,
    to me.

    I've placed stars in the night sky for you
    write you poems of love for you
    and dream only of you
    so why do you run from me.

    I'd walk a thousand miles for you
    just to place a smile upon your face
    go to hell and back to make sure you are safe
    and yet you still run from me.

    and after all this i still cant make you want me
    for my heart is not enough
    and my love will not be loved
    and you'll never stop running from me.

    and my secret becomes my cell.

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    Vonn commented on a secret

    09-01-2009

    inspiring. it hurts to love and not have love back. i hope it got better but i love the analogy of a secret to a cell. a mask is more than a piece of plastic
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    wordCollective commented on a secret

    06-08-2009

    Its funny, when i was younger and i thought about love i never thought it would bring so much pain and grief. Its funny because sometimes thats all it brings.... I really liked your poem. But it brought up some memories that i thought were burried.
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    apoetree

    06/12/2009

    i'm sorry it brought back those memories...but sometimes we have to relive our past in order to correct the direction in which we move.i constantly rehash certain times so that i don't repeat a second time even though its bound to happen.but maybe the next time will be different,thanx for reading and feeling what i put in to it.

    lovingheart commented on a secret

    03-24-2009

    Absolutley reach out and grabbed my soul. You are a talent. Thank you for sharing.
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    nicoleat19 commented on a secret

    02-24-2009

    I really enjoy reading your poetry. It is all noteworthy.
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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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