Death in a Poem, by a.m.b.e.r
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roses are red,
violets are blue,
lay me down in the
field next to you.
tears are now plenty,
and there's a lot of "so longs",
but how we've gotten here
is so very wrong.
the days are hot and
the nights are very cold,
but now we're gone
and our story has been told |
Posted: 2009-05-02 11:32:05 UTC |
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2009-05-16 18:13:55 | Your Everlasting |
This poem is so...well there's no word for it.Poetic,but it is more than that.I WONDER IF THERE IS A WORD FOR IT A BEAUTIFUL PERFECT WORD. |
2009-05-23 21:54:35 | Teresa |
WOW!!! this poem is amazing simple but means so so so very much!! keep up the amazing work |
2009-06-03 16:31:50 | KayDe$ |
This is great work. I agree that it is simple yet heart-felt. This is a perfect poem. Keep it up,amber:] |
2009-10-27 20:04:37 | ~Angela~ |
i love this poem! |