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I can't see
My eyes are blurry
I feel broken
My heart is in two
I feel captured
My soul has been taken
So now i feel like my love has been abuse and people take advantage and start to abuse
To me my love is like pain that hurts more everyday and when i walk away i get the answer just like when you pray
What a sensation
What a relief
Because i'm turning away from my own beliefs
How can our love mean more than one thing
Four words that can caused me to love and even hate
You see those are four words too
I hate to love you
And i love you so much that i can't bare to hate you
My emotions has runned over me and my mind is playing tricks
Is this a game
Is it my turn to step up to the plate and pitch
If so i'll throw in the towel
Cause if my heart is the ball when you pitch i might loose it all
And they say homerun when you just struck out
The game is now over
Two players has just played
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Interesting poem, I think that it would serve better if developed into a short story or if the stanzas were shortened to create a better rythym to the poem. One of the best exercises that a writer can do is to read what you write out loud. I always find better ways to say something if I read it out loud. You have a creative spirit. Keep up the writing. Thanks for sharing your talents
