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The sun has Set

The day is Done

The Night is Here

and you have Won.



You took my heart

You stole it from me

You hurt me bad

Now leave me be



you made me cry

no ups or downs

just me laying here

with only tears and fowns



Make me bleed

set me free

make me cry

dry my eyes



let me be

you let me go

leave me cry

no one to dry my eyes



I have my friends

thats all i get

for the life i live

is such a bitch



You make me cry

and slighty bleed

You weren't who you said you'd be

you fooled hurt and almost killed me



Your not a man

you a mouse

You have no feelings

Only yourself



So here it is

My heart on a page



Shoot me

for you have won this one.



























In saddness of my ex. He dumped me when I needed him the most. I'm done with him and I cann move on. Everyone cann gett over the last. Yess healing takes time but time is something everyone has.





LoveAndHandleWithCare,,







AmberLynn;;

The art of losing isn't hard to master;

so many things seem filled with the intent

to be lost that their loss is no disaster.



Lose something every day.

Accept the fluster of lost door keys,

the hour badly spent.

The art of losing isn't hard to master.



Then practice losing farther, losing faster:

places, and names, and where it was you meant

to travel. None of these will bring disaster.



I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or

next-to-last, of three loved houses went.

The art of losing isn't hard to master.



I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,

some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.

I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.



Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture

I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident

the art of losing's not too hard to master

though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.













To My little Brother.

My Little Brother...

i carry your heart with me

i carry it in my heart

i am never without it

anywhere i go you go,my dear

and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling

i fear no fate for you are my fate,my sweet

i want no world

for beautiful you are my world,my true

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you



here is the deepest secret nobody knows

here is the root of the root

and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life

which grows higher than the soul can hope

or mind can hide

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart



i carry your heart

i carry it in my heart















I would like that to be to my sister. My Oldest Sister...