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A little (hah..) poem I wrote. Inspired by broken communication and this song called "Grace" by Kate Havnevik. I've posted her lyrics because they convey the twist of hope and despair so well. And as you listen to the song you might become as entranced and enveloped into the way her voice cradles your mind if you listen to it in the right mood. Find her song on her myspace here:

http://www.myspace.com/katehavnevik

La-la-lyrics:

::GRACE::

I’m on my knees
only memories
are left for me to hold

Don’t know how
but I’ll get by
Slowly pull myself together

There’s no escape
So keep me safe
This feels so unreal

Nothing comes easily
Fill this empty space
Nothing is like it seems
Turn my grief to grace

I feel the cold
Loneliness unfold
Like from another world

Come what may
I won’t fade away
But I know I might change

Nothing comes easily
Fill this empty space
Nothing is like it was
Turn my grief to grace

Nothing comes easily
Where do I begin?
Nothing can bring me peace
I’ve lost everything
I just want to feel your embrace

I love you..
I love you..
I love you.
I love you.
I love you...




<My poem. Pardon me for I'm a bit rusty in my writing.

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Food I consume
is hard to swallow
is hard to taste
hard to forget what he said.

"I had no money so I just decided not to come." he told me when I asked him where he had been since I haven't seen him at lunch for two days. He's new and he's in my grade. He's living with his brother since he had been emancipated from his parents. I had no idea. Apparently his parents want nothing to do with him because he did something. Not sure what. I didn't ask. He's working two jobs after school. He wants to go to a good college. But his future will have to be on hold as he tries to get his life in order. His regretful tone said it all. His parents withdrew their unconditional love. Part of me wonders what unforgivable act he committed. The other part of me doesn't think I can handle it. Handle another jaded spirit whose fallen such a depth. I hope all the best for him though. I hope even better that he has everything he needs to get through this. For I feel like that's all I can do..

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