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Hopeless Desperation

Updated on February 26, 2012

This quickening, thunderous pounding in my chest,

reminds me of all the time wasted, spent in unrest.

Pure emotions of love, only shared by one, drove me toward the brink,

Your last actions when we were together, left an enormous putrid stink.

Feelings put aside, for least I fear, I put an end to this drumming tick,

while you sit by unaware of the blight making me sick.


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      djjune6 5 years ago

      Love the use of 'putrid'......really puts a deep level of feeling to this! Awesome!