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There is a point of no return
That some connections meet
In life you've got to live and learn
When bonds break rinse and repeat

It's a ruthless act to cut the cord
But sometimes there is no choice
Distant memories stab just like a sword
Fading words don't have a voice

An objective outlook may seem cold
But it helps stop the machine
Windows to the past hurt just to hold
Letting go works like morphine

For a while you just won't feel at all
But in time the clock restarts
What once seemed huge will soon grow small
Only time can heal scarred hearts

Though it's possible to bring bonds back
They aren't the same as they once were
It's like repairing a window with a crack
Though it's gone you'll remember
Lately I've been reflecting on past bonds that have fallen apart, ties that I've cut with people for one reason or another, and the emotional process that comes along with it all. It\'s quite fascinating to think about actually, but at the same time it can be quite depressing. Such is life though eh?

This particular poem talks about just that, and I\'m very happy with how it turned out. It was probably the quickest poem I've written lately as it just seemed to jump together like a puzzle waiting to be completed. The language wasn't anything fancy, but it didn't need to be to get the point across. This poem feels more direct, deep, emotional, and in your face then other poems I've written this year. It\'s nice..

As always feedback is appreciated. I'd love to know what you think of this poem, what you take from it, and how it makes you feel. Cheers! :la:
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thetaoofchaos Mar 30, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
A somber reflection on the nature of change.

One observation; did you mean to say:

They aren't the same as they once were
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AzialSilvara Mar 31, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Ha, I suppose I did.
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0Demonic-Angel0 Mar 28, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Ah, yes, life is certainly depressing at times. I like this poem; it's straight forward in its original message--yet, as you say, it definitely hits you--and everything just flows perfectly... Nice, indeed. Excellent work.
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AzialSilvara Mar 29, 2011  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks!
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