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The Murder Of Passion Is But A Forgotten Glimmer
Contributed by
abnormalpunk
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Monday, 16th August 2004 @ 11:47:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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life love and the pursuit of happiness
hate guilt and pain are all but contagous
i always loved you but i hate this
what will ever become of us
Broken memories of a lost love
hate hidden in the beak of a dove
forgivness falling staight from above
loving hugs becoming hurtful shoves
people see us and question why
youre with me instead of dyin'
they say you live a useless lie
to be with me by and by
rose petals should be thrown on your path
what you deserve, i am but half
my world is made when you laugh
in the end youre all i have
fallen angels fly all around
me and my dreams thrown on the ground
my face covered with mud so brown
with my emotions spinning round
held upon the highest of highs
you are my angel within the skies
never known to tell regretful lies
talkin to me instead of other guys
you are the one the only the sure
the final thing to make me full
the last person i'll ever want to love
the first person that has ever mattered
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abnormalpunk
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2004-08-16 23:47:54]
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Re: The Murder Of Passion Is But A Forgotten Glimmer
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by recklessguy on
Tuesday, 17th August 2004 @ 12:11:13 AM AEST
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I must say I dont think this poem fits your name dont seem like abnormal punk to me a poem with much meaning
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