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Wednesday, April 14, 2004
6:41:00 PM EDT
Feeling Sad
Hearing Led Zeppelin
Been four years gone since your diamond touched my hand,
But I still feel its weight on my heart.
First real love that I knew was yours;
It rocked me to the core both times.
Both times you fell,
And I with you.
Part of me is still yours,
Fallen still,
Shattered yet.
I found you the other day,
And we spoke as old friends;
Then you showed me photos of your new love,
And the old knife twisted as it should not have,
But it did.
Part of me is still yours,
Fallen still,
Shattered yet.
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6:41:00 PM EDT
Feeling Sad
Hearing Led Zeppelin
Confession: A poem
Been four years gone since your diamond touched my hand,
But I still feel its weight on my heart.
First real love that I knew was yours;
It rocked me to the core both times.
Both times you fell,
And I with you.
Part of me is still yours,
Fallen still,
Shattered yet.
I found you the other day,
And we spoke as old friends;
Then you showed me photos of your new love,
And the old knife twisted as it should not have,
But it did.
Part of me is still yours,
Fallen still,
Shattered yet.
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