Hearts once embraced
Forever entwined
Love everlasting
Reckoning time
Is what I feel real?
Will it be here tomorrow?
Is what I feel real
Or am I headed for sorrow?
Once uttered in hate
Words only past due
Some lines once crossed
You can never go back
Is how I act real?
Will I be this tomorrow?
Is how I act real
Or does it lead only to sorrow?
Sit and do nothing
No kind of option
Jumping like beans
Anticipation
Is what I say real?
Will I still say it tomorrow?
Is what I say real
Or is it the cause of my sorrow?
Miss Demure Restraint 
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March 14, 2009 at 9:19 am
freshtodeath
im glad my piece touched you. ill be back tomorrow morning or whenever i get up which will very unlikely be the morning to read some of your work! my names anthony by the way. nice to meet you~
March 14, 2009 at 9:24 am
freshtodeath
i actually just read this while i was having my bed time smoke and am in<3with it. i always wonder if the words i speak and choose are the cause of my pain..very interesting topic. i also liked the concept in which this poem was written…very brief yet extremely precise. it presents a very clear picture in my noggin. lol=]
March 14, 2009 at 11:13 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
Thank you Anthony for you comments. I enjoy your writing as well.
My noggin’ is plum full of pictures to share.
Later.