Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Lies in Promises

My heart is broken from my Hyde
Haunts the space where my soul resides.
This creature has killed, lost a friend,
Another tale of grief begins.

Innocence walks in deep water,
Drown in sorrow for night's pleasure.
Five hours destroy three longing years.
Cry together burning tears.

Yet fate has dealt such strange irony,
Our friendship has grown immensely.
The sexual tension is gone.
Traveling the time, souls as one.

8.23.97

Funny, but the person that I wrote about in this poem left the area. Our friendship deteriorated after that. She finally returned to the area, while I moved on.

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