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Date: Thursday, 1st May 2008 @ 08:05:27 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: anesthetic

Does he not see how these dark nights
Made them grow into the solitude of one?
Wringing his hands in dispair
What has he done?
Monstrous evil
Villainous good
Together they would pluck kisses from the others lips
As though with out them they would die
Dead in each others arms
All lies would burn away
Alas the sweet nobal man
And the unfaithful shrew
He who would stand golden in virtue
She who would dance with a smile in hell
Following the winds of fate of spirit
She waits at his door
Till such a time that he chooses
To be swallowed by the passion eating his heart
She will wait.

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