To live, to love, to hurt, to cry

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    To live, to love, to hurt, to cry

    To find my way to find my laughter. To honestly say I can live happy ever after. To give it my all with out the pain. Would be easy if life wasn't nothing but selfish games. To be who I am with out the shame. To love myself and all my gains. To cope with the loss of losing you, to stitch up my truth and learn to move. To forget you ever left me alone in this room. Watch my morning of sorrow turn to happiness in noon. To live, to love, to hurt, to bare: all alone I no longer care. Numb to the truth that was so hallow in my being. All around me is miserable ringing. To live, to love, to hurt, to cry. Last but not least then we die. For sorrow is the weakest pain. Yet it destroys us and can drive us insane. The truth in my crying when there is no denying that pain is all around. I sit here and I watch my self tumble down. No control. No remorse. I willingly give in with all my force.

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    Chrisjan commented on To live, to love, to hurt, to cry

    06-02-2009

    Take all that strength and focus on how Life can be, as to how sad it could be. You are very descriptive + creative with your words from your heart. And an extremely strong heart + soul for the drive, in your poems. Thanks for sharing.

    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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