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Array ( [sid] => 172587 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Dedicated to my lover from over the hill [time] => 2012-05-20 13:06:56 [hometext] => About a lover from over the hill. One of the most poignant moments in my career as a poet.. [bodytext] => She was pretty, like a flower...
and she was like me.
Odd, she didn't see life
like everyone else did.
That is what I say,
from the hill yesterday.

It was just me and her,
we were in love.
True but blue love, fresh
from the hearts of youth.
That's what she said,
from the hill and yesterday.

We made love on an autumn night.
It felt really, surreal. Fresh,
From THE HEARTS of youths.
That's what I saw,
from the hill, yesterday.

Then love went to hell.
Memories of her on that hill,
I was Jack and she was Jill.
Love makers proud to an end.
Heart breaker she was, proud to get away
from that hill, yesterday.

Her memory went to hell.
GOOD I YELLED.
FROM THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL
AND I'LL BURN HER BODY,
UNDER THE DIRT.
OVER THE HILL, YESTERDAY
OVER THE HILL, YESTERDAY
YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY.
YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY.
YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 132 [topic] => 24 [informant] => JIashiBoy [notes] => Corrected spelling per request ~ Moderator_18 May 20, 2012 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )

Dedicated to my lover from over the hill

Contributed by JIashiBoy on Sunday, 20th May 2012 @ 01:06:56 PM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered

She was pretty, like a flower...
and she was like me.
Odd, she didn't see life
like everyone else did.
That is what I say,
from the hill yesterday.

It was just me and her,
we were in love.
True but blue love, fresh
from the hearts of youth.
That's what she said,
from the hill and yesterday.

We made love on an autumn night.
It felt really, surreal. Fresh,
From THE HEARTS of youths.
That's what I saw,
from the hill, yesterday.

Then love went to hell.
Memories of her on that hill,
I was Jack and she was Jill.
Love makers proud to an end.
Heart breaker she was, proud to get away
from that hill, yesterday.

Her memory went to hell.
GOOD I YELLED.
FROM THE DEPTHS OF MY SOUL
AND I'LL BURN HER BODY,
UNDER THE DIRT.
OVER THE HILL, YESTERDAY
OVER THE HILL, YESTERDAY
YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY.
YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY.
YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY.

Copyright © JIashiBoy ... [ 2012-05-20 13:06:56]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Dedicated to my lover from over the hill (User Rating: 1 )
by girish on Monday, 21st May 2012 @ 10:12:25 AM AEST
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your person had departed but you can hold her in your arms make your lover realize that your love is very much worthy I have a lot of love poems expressing this I wish you get your love once again.

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