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    dots Submission Name: The death of an angel~dots

    Author: Dark Dann
    ASL Info:    18/ Male/ San Diego
    Elite Ratio:    6.44 - 78/67/53
    Words: 215
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    dotsThe death of an angel~dots

    The death of an angel
    That's what it seems to be
    So fragile you were,
    So sencere, so pure.

    I remember the way you used to look at me
    Brown eyes full of wonder, full pf passion
    The time passed by
    We never grew tired of each other's eyes.

    But a million years dawned on us,
    and in the matter of a second, you left
    To where? Why?
    I knew, deep in my heart, I knew why.
    Love is a difficult thing to find
    And it's even harder to keep.
    Loving me, to you wasn't an option.
    You felt it, you longed it, but you didn't want it.
    What was it that you saw in me that made you so scared?
    How could you leave me here, your best friend, in the dark?

    I found myself bounded by time.
    Tied down by the memory of your existence
    your fragrance in my arms
    I remember the taste of your lips
    The feeling of your skin against mine.
    It's been years now,
    and I still haven't found someone who matches my arms

    We were like the perfect fit,
    always together, hoping for forever.
    I still don't understand how we left it for dead.
    One day, I hope I can understand.

    Submitted on 2011-12-28 22:52:35     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      To be bound by time is both awkward & uncomfortable.
    It would seem that in such a dilemma, poetry can and is at times, the only escape. Meanwhile, the quest continues.
    | Posted on 2013-01-17 00:00:00 | by CrypticBard | [ Reply to This ]

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