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These words of sorrow Overflow my heart a thousand times Standing next to him, But never with him, My heart was in love with a stranger Looking into his eyes I see, What could have been. The disguised teacher of love, Unveiled to me pain, But the mind re-learns, And memories fade, But the love I felt with him, Like wine to a cloth It stains my heart, Never shall I give my whole, Let me off your burning window sill, And slip me a sleeping pill, Let me go into the darkness, And find myself again, For me tomorrow never comes. |
Thanks so much for your warm comment on my poem "Flashbulb". I had to have a run back through it to find the big words but I guess there were not too many. Donald | Posted on 2006-10-19 00:00:00 | by siradrian | [ Reply to This ] | this is a very sweet and meaningful poem. it has just the right amount of rythem and I think you did very well. I hope to see more of your work. | | Posted on 2005-11-16 00:00:00 | by lost and alone | [ Reply to This ] | i like it...ALOT. that was really good and i feel that way too actually right now about someone and i guess we're kinda considered 'best friends' and yah. this was really good and was nice how you compared things and things do repeat themselves over alot. | keep it up. -BleedingTears | Posted on 2005-11-16 00:00:00 | by BleedingTears | [ Reply to This ] | |