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Rick Adriolo Male, 25, Netherlands (1/31/2013 5:30:00 PM)

My eyes closed, and I am still, except for the beating of my heart..
But what is a heart when it's stone, cold but bleeding..
What is a heart when its last warmth and feelings is receding..

My ears are open, and I am still, waiting for the right moment..
But it gives time to find the right word to start..
But what is the right word when it is measured, weighed and comes from a frozen heart..

My mouth begins to open, for I try to speak, thoughtful and meaningful words..
There are just a few, small but come on strong..
But they help to correct all I've done wrong..

" I'm sorry" from the depths of my stone-cold-frozen and bleeding heart...

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Miley Stephans (2/1/2013 6:40:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply
I am but a stranger who is nothing but curious,
read it through and through but for me, your theme did not strike.
would love to know what it is about,
for my beating heart desires.
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- Rick Adriolo (2/3/2013 4:27:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply
  Simply said: the poem sucks if thats the case.. Not simply said: with a heart that feels nothing, saying " sorry" solves things.. But without meaning and feeling it's the same as saying not ... more

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