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His ways
Contributed by
SuicideLover
on
Sunday, 27th November 2005 @ 09:17:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I liked the way when he smiled
I liked the way when he stared at me
I liked the way when he look into my eyes
Looking into them so deeply
*And so on*
I love it when he takes my hand
I love how his eyes are so green
I love how he first appeared at me
And said I was the beautifulest thing he ever seen.
*Yet*
I admire his brightness, his passion,
his softside of lightness
I admire his heart, his inner-self,
telling me that we'll never be apart
I admire his kiss, his happiness,
with loving, so bliss
*Although*
I have sorrow when he left
Sorrow in his grave and where he lies
Is where he sorrowfully demise
And his ways
Have taken me to love him
In those days
Copyright ©
SuicideLover
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2005-11-27 21:17:00]
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Re: His ways
(User Rating: 1 )
by ruby_dreamer on
Sunday, 27th November 2005 @ 10:09:39 PM AEST
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| So tragic...I hope this is not a personal experience? If so, your poem is incredibly sad in the sense that it was a bittersweet innocence to it. |
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