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Black is the hole,
Bleak is the ditch,
Unspeakable is the woe,
Numbing is the pain,
I know.

Cry if you need,
Scream if you must,
But move on afterwards.

2007-09-25 16:21:19 · 2 answers · asked by HazelNut 2 in Arts & Humanities Poetry

2 answers

I wrote this after a particularly rough time in my life. I typed it up and kept it in my wallet for years. I read it often when I was down, and I still remember it.

"Our love was once like these roses,
vibrant and fresh,
with a radiant glow,
feeling so happy, and letting it show.

But roses get old,
and they start to fade,
getting paler and frailer,
yet nothing is said.

soon you'll forget these roses,
and cast them aside,
because you can't keep something,
after it's died."

...that was 30 years ago.

2007-09-25 16:33:09 · answer #1 · answered by righteousjohnson 7 · 1 0

sometimes i feel bad usually because I know I'm underpaid.
But there are so many reasons I'm always smiling.
Don't get down get Up!

2007-09-26 13:24:13 · answer #2 · answered by roche14522 2 · 0 0

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