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what Exactly was it I won ?
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The Ramblings Of A Madman In the quiet stillness I watch the flicker
of a candles flame
there laying at My feet is the scattered shards
of a thousand broken dreams
I am the only one remaining
the last man standing
blood it flow's from open wounds
along with the scar's of heart , soul an mind
now at the end of it all
I stand alone
watching a dying candle flame
I wonder
what Exactly was it
I won
` D Donner ~
Sounds like someone broke a
Sounds like someone broke a good man's heart
Whoho! You won,
Whoho! You won, solitude!
There ain't nothin' wrong with that, once in a while.
Gives a person a chance to check in with self and reset.
Now, perhaps it's just about loving your own heart
...and all the souls left that you've yet to encounter.
Copyright © morningglory
I always say, 59, "winning,
I always say, 59, "winning, like beauty is in the eye of the beholder". It's true, isn't it? As far as relationships go? I might hope i never ever think of someone's heart or even ego (or even "war") being broken as a "prize to be conquered".
I totally get this... love it. ♡♥♡
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "