Echoing Heart Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Echoing Heart

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An echoing.
Hallow does thou heart ring.
Even if the eyes were meant see.
They don't tell you everything.
Truth as it may be.

You just don't get it.
I need this.
The more I beg, the more I feel like I'm coming unpegged.
Just another card falling off the bulletin board.
How many notice it's gone?
To late, always to late.
Never soon enough.

An echoing.
Hallow does thou heart ring.
Even if the eyes were meant see.
They don't tell you everything.
Truth as it may be.

A golden gate closed today.
I walked for miles for just another denial.
Store it in a file.
Mark it as defiled.
Led astray, blinded by a single wish.
In a world of loneliness.

Reaching out but only feeling the coldness.
A smack in the face.
A kick in the groins.
What did I do deserve the low below?
A roasted marshmallow.
Turing so yellow.

An absence of the well suited.
Dress for an occasion that never seems to come up.
Throwing the coins in a single slot.
Wish me luck.
Because last time I lost more the something you can touch.

An echoing.
Hallow does thou heart ring.
Even if the eyes were meant see.
They don't tell you everything.
Truth as it may be.

You just don't get it.
I need this.
The more I beg, the more I feel like I'm coming unpegged.
Just another card falling off the bulletin board.
How many notice it's gone?
To late, always to late.
Never soon enough.

Another statue comes down.
My fallen heroes.
Soon to be forgotten.
But you wouldn't know them.
A kind hand given, then gone.
A pitied disgrace.

An all up in your face.
Like how do you like me now?
Don't I just make you so proud?
The one left lying dead on the street.
Candy canes, and snickers as treat.
An out look so bleak.

An echoing.
Hallow does thou heart ring.
Even if the eyes were meant see.
They don't tell you everything.
Truth as it may be.

An absence of the well suited.
Dress for an occasion that never seems to come up.
Throwing the coins in a single slot.
Wish me luck.
Because last time I lost more the something you can touch.

A golden gate close today.
I walked for miles for just another denial.
Store it in a file.
Mark it as defiled.
Led astray, blinded by a single wish.
In a world of loneliness.

Reaching out but only feeling the coldness.
A smack in the face.
A kick in the groins.
What did I do deserve the low below.
Feeling like a roasted marshmallow.
Just so yellow.

Another statue comes down.
My fallen heroes.
Soon to be forgotten.
But you wouldn't know them.
A kind hand given, then gone.
A pitied disgrace.

An all up in your face.
Like how do you like me now.
Don't I just make you so proud.
The one left lying dead on the street.
Candy canes, and snickers as treat.
An out look so bleak.

An echoing.
Hallow does thou heart ring.
Even if the eyes were meant see.
They don't tell you everything.
Truth as it may be.

You just don't get it.
I need this.
The more I beg, the more I feel like I'm coming unpegged.
Just another card falling off the bulletin board.
How many notice it gone.
To late, always to late.
Never soon enough.

An echoing.
Hallow does thou heart ring.
Even if the eyes were meant see.
They don't tell you everything.
Truth as it may be.

No I'm holding on strong.
No thanks to you.
Braced, and wintered over.
The regrowing of the four leaf clover.
She loves me not, not, not, not.
Just a tool and stooge.

Blubbering fool.
Shut up and stop drooling.
Raise the jaw, think with your head.
Soon again you will lying in the same bed.
All alone, on your own.
Barely making it.
And reliving the same pain.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 01 June 2013

Wow, that wss a long poem! But I enjoyed the trip.

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