fly so delicate heavins new angel, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.
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during life you'de
sing the lyrics so perfectly
help with every thing
but deep inside your broken down
your givin up on
you never get what you deserve
you had yet to fallen
was nothing else perfered?
and your face showed
you needed help
but no one can help now
can they?
can they ever see it was never okay
well now its to late
you didnt have help running
you were caught by fate
screaming for help
After death
all thats left
is a gravestone
and a dead heart full of hate
your despair had shown
if only people could tell
but they gave heavin
a new Angel |
| Posted: 2007-08-30 22:13:29 UTC |
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| 2007-07-26 17:48:03 | ~~~~GLOSTARG~~~~ |
| Your form here is very good, transitional even. the storyline in this poem is so sad, but a very good message comes across for me anyway. It's like we can spend our whole life in hate or self pity and at the end all we have is an empty heart full of hate... I don't know about anyone else but that is not how I want to leave this life. Real "Love" is my path, and I hope it's contagious.I like this poem good one, it's publish worthy. Luv Glo |
| 2007-07-27 21:43:21 | J-Hood |
| hey serenity i looked through your list of poetry but could not find the one you call wrath you asked me to read this work saying my (im done) poem fit with it in ways if i over looked it im sorry if not please let me know where to find it |