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the river poem
A Stream
Not a normal stream
Not a stream of water
A stream full of
Deception, grief, lies
Once a stream of love
Flowing rapidly
A never ending stream of love
Now the love has been
Washed away
No longer a stream
No longer calm
But a rapid flood
Destroying what was once
Good in are lives destroying
The very foundation of
What we made together
Over the months and years
Simply gone within a day
The sides crumble
Everything gone
What once was love
Is now bitter hate










Comments
On Jul 31, Sundry♥ said:
I love it, J..
On line 15, "Good in are lives destoying", "are" shoud be "our".
My only problem. (:
On Apr 05, -Shadow- said:
that's beautiful :)