On the edge of extremity
Of course it hurts,
all those supreme disappointments,
all those disastrous heartbreaks,
all those deceits, betrayals and undeserved adversities;
but still it was worth it,
the total commitment
of your life and soul and body,
the wasting of your last energy,
the exposure of your inmost feelings
and the loss of everything you had,
it was all worth it,
since you survived
and still can go on loving
even more for all your loss,
to lose it ever and again
in the repetition of eternity
of how you can not live
without your wasting of your love
on everything that's worth all losses
of your love forever to be gone
and lost to be regained forever.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-05-05 at 13:08
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