Wounded Emptiness

by sHaTtErEdMiStAkE   Jul 18, 2008


It's Hard To Explain
Even More To Describe
It Makes Me Weak
Wanting To Hide.
I've Had It Once Before
Something I'll Never Forget
The Hardest Thing To Get Over
When Your Mind Is Set.
Just Like A Flower
Ready To Bloom And Catch
There's Millions To Pick From
To Get The Best Match.
Beware The Thorns
The One's That Sting
They Are Wounds That Wont Heal
With Any Help You Bring.
Pure As White
The Color Of A Dove
This Thing That Leaves Me Wounded
Is None Other Than Love...

~*Madison Leigh*~
*Written on March 9th 2008

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  • 13 years ago

    by Karl Wild GG23

    Now this was a much better write!! You didn't hold back and you wrote with your heart. You let your emotions do the writing instead of your mind and it brought power to this piece. I liked the flow and the rhyme they were both nice additions to a well written poem :)

  • 13 years ago

    by David Marshall

    Very nice! Love has always been represented by flowers, and you wrote it in a way to express the beauty of love as well as its risks in the form of a rose. i liked that a lot. Excellent flow as well. 5/5!

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