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Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by evilperson, Jul 26, 2009.

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  1. evilperson

    evilperson Well-Known Member

    Look at that face, a face of an angel,
    I knew that face before I seemed to know life.
    Like half ingrained into my soul
    And joined by something more than blood.

    How could you do that and turn into that?
    A beautiful liar, despicable liar.
    A boy with a dream and a future for sure
    And you choose to go and hurt me.

    For sure, I loved you,
    I still don't understand how that face
    Could do such deeds.
    I still don't understand
    How all my dreams
    Could die.
     
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    :hug: Great poem!
     
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