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I'd write you a love poem but My words would be cold and flat and you deserve more than that
the echos of the footsteps as you walked away still ring
in My ears 
in the midnight silence there's a sorrow no one hears screaming to be heard
deep within a land of faded flowers comes whispers on a breeze telling a story of a thousand yesterdays each with its own memory
tears reminiscent of the years gone by fall from behind a unemotional mask unnoticed 
except the man in the mirror 
my shadow's the only one that walks beside me
my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
sometimes I wish you would find in you to forgive whats been done
but till then I walk alone 
a heart is such a fragile thing 
It can be broken or it can have wings 
fall so low as the depths of despair 
or soar above eagles in the air 
nonchalant I attempt to be 
but inside I cry at the sight of our unkempt bed 
dreading the thoughts of another empty tomorrow
each night is a new battle in a long drawn out war
everyday I seek a personal atonement within 
myself but without you I find myself lacking
I'd write you a love poem but My words would be cold and flat and you deserve more than that

~ D Donner ~