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hurt, the loss of a friend

What happened to you?
Where has the friend I once knew gone?
Is your heart still intact?
I cannot see any traces of the soul I once loved.
That spirit is covered, buried - gone.
Have you lost yourself?
My heart thrashes in denial.
No. I do not desire to believe the worst.
But I cannot cast away the truth revealed.
The warm summer days of our happiness have disappeared
Leaving hate manifested in eyes of unforgiveness
Like the hard bitter days in Winter's keeping.
 

Lindsey

September 10, 2008

Author's Note

again, very rough. i couldn't decide on a title. any ideas? also, feel free to critque.

Reviews

[Brittany]

goood job :) You're super talented at writing poems. I think Winter's Keeping would be a good title since that's how you describe the situation.