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The Picture
Contributed by
Wicked
on
Thursday, 1st December 2005 @ 09:00:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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The first time I saw you, your face and your smile
Now the last time it is, it was or will be before i die
Remember me the good times my love erase all the bad
More good truly to hold to there, thats what we had
My tears flow so easily now like a river lost of yesterday
The memories fill my soul endlessly ill hold tight if i may
A breath, a fast one escapes my lips the feeling of darkness
It closes in surrounding as I fall to the floor my last parting
Letting the coldness creep into my skin as I fall upon the last
You were my everything I no more can mess up like in the past
Eyes growing dim, nevermore to look upon your face again i know
The picture falls to the floor out of my grip as now I truly let go
Copyright ©
Wicked
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2005-12-01 21:00:14]
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Re: The Picture
(User Rating: 1 )
by ruby_dreamer on
Friday, 2nd December 2005 @ 02:44:45 AM AEST
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| Haunting...I love this! It makes death a little harder to face, but only because I am, shamefully, a human with human fears. Your poem brings a reality to me that I try to avoid. Great work. |
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Re: The Picture
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 22nd November 2006 @ 12:38:33 AM AEST
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| This is a good poem. I liked the imagery |
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