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It's hard to say Without losing face it's hard to walk away Leaving you in this place Six feet under Death and despair I'm praying to god But he doesn't care Jealous was he To steal such a soul Rip the earth of its riches And leave it a hole You were a fallen angel But never mine For you yourself Were so devine Wherever you went You left your touch Even to strangers You meant so much Watching you slip So fine- I could not hold You had it all But all was untold You bet your life And the losing card you laid Now I stand here, and to heaven I watch your sould fade I never had you But you had my heart As tragic as it is- It is here that we must part |
I read your thing about not commenting so I decided to comment on some of your stuff and I noticed that this poem had no comments at all. So I'm going to say something. I really don't know what to say though. I did Like this piece. Sad, yet it had a sense of peace to it at the end. Like you were accepting what happened and moving on. I wish I knew more about this poem, like the story behind it. Then I think I could have more to say about it. But I did like it and you did a good job. I hope you get more comments and if you have a chance, look at some of my poems and see if any are comment worthy. There were a couple of my poems that I wish got some more feed back so I can totally relate. Anyway you did a great job on this poem. Hope you are saticefied with my comment. - -Oli | Posted on 2006-03-30 00:00:00 | by Oli | [ Reply to This ] | |