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Date Posted: 16:14:54 05/16/02 Thu
Author: Jha'Meia
Subject: How disturbing...

A poem written two weeks after my break up.... I wrote one a week after it... it seems to be a kind of trend.

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Standing alone in the vast empty field
Looking up to the sky's stars
Feeling the wind embracing, caressing
My face; I still wonder where you are

When you went away, what was the reason?
I still ponder the truth and my loss
Was it my intentions, did I commit treason
Will you reply? Or just say "because"?

Sometimes I hold myself tightly
And pretend I'm inside your embrace
When the wind blows softly, lightly
I dream it's you touching my face

Standing alone, on the edge of the cliff
Listening to the waves rush to shore
The wind still blows but it simply can't lift
My spirits; I still need you more.

Was it fate, was it your decision
To give up and make me leave your side?
My heart still hurts, and this transition
Is so difficult... so I have to hide

Sometimes when I see you around
I'll run away, find some place to soothe my heart
Like a cast away doll, hoping to be found
But she's too used and ripped apart.

I'm still lonely.... still timid and weak
I wish that I could be strong
Being thrown aside has made me meek
Worse still, 'twas a lie all along.

- Dedicated to Jackson

© Jha'Meia 16/5/02

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