Peter Vector Poems
|81.||Dying Of Warfare||3/17/2010|
|84.||(decayed) My Brilliant Image||10/15/2010|
|85.||Death To Life||11/9/2009|
|88.||ア ル セ ウ ス (Arceus)||10/15/2010|
|89.||Unity In Diversity||12/31/2009|
|90.||Forgive (And Move Onward)||12/31/2009|
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Forgive (And Move Onward)
So finally someone says,
What I needed to hear.
Some way of freedom,
For this poet that was left behind.
Forgive and forget.
So true and well spoken,
Pick up what was broken.
I'll never forget what we had.
You didn't want to hurt me.
I tried to show you all my love.
You warned me, but no, it was not enough.
So now we're picking up what was broken,
And piecing it back together again.
Though it may not be as strong,
As before, still we move along,
In in hopes of finding new love.
And so finally someone says,
What I needed ...
The Broken Hearted Boy
On top of life I seem to be,
But reality, the world’s gravity, hits me.
My lovers are lost, and my pain doesn’t fade.
My heart is torn, and good-bye is all some can say.
From the top, to the bottom, why do the tables turn this way?
Under the smile, I’m all alone,
The friends of my past have long drifted away.
Instead I’m surrounded by those that despise me,
And want to toss me away.