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Open Question: Do you think this is a good poem?

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Open Question: Do you think this is a good poem?
i wrote this when i was in one of my depressed moods and no one has ever critiqued my poetry before. so tell me what you think. thanks

wondering alone on the sideways path
i am always tempted to look back
always seeking but never finding
searching for that love that binds me
bleeding hearts along the way
mingle with the daisies that say
“he loves me, he loves me not”
this love disease the flowers have caught
along this path of those who care
i stumble unattended between the fair
black as night white as the moon
shining between the dimmed stars
the shadows loom all around my eyes
and the lost souls find the truth in lies
everything they beleived in is now forgot
new lessons of life and loss must be taught
along this path i have learned
trust no one for i might get burned
love is just a four letter word
rarely meant but often heard.
darkness being the absence of light
can only be seen on these lonely nights
there will come a time in my life
when i may leave behind all my strife
move on to a place where angels’ tears
can rain down and put out all my fears
loneliness and hate will be a thing of the past
once i reach the end of this path
but my life has only just begun
so much more troubles are to come
one day i may find
a place to leave my troubles behind
but until then ill close my eyes
and try to remember how to smile
bleeding from the blood and dying among evil things
i will stand and spread my angel wings
bravery is not merely a sin
but a strategy to find the light within
darknes evil and darkness without harm
all your armies will be disarmed
for when i spread my angels wings and fly
i promise not to say good-bye
my absence you will not see
my presence to you will never be
higher and higher i will soar
see the world like never before
when i return you will be reminded
the sights of me in your eyes will be blinded
for when i return to this world
new scenes in my eyes will be unfurled
no longer afraid to use my voice
loving or hating will be my choice
but until all this happens it seems to be
a dream i can’t forsee
not something that can be guaranteed
putting faith in the weak is never wise
for i lack the courage to close my eyes.

Sun, 27 Jun 2010 19:38:56 GMT

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