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Array ( [sid] => 29746 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => To MY LOVE [time] => 2003-12-19 12:55:40 [hometext] => I am guilty of his murder..... [bodytext] => Three weeks since I talked to him
My parents decide to go on a trip on a whim
I couldn't talk to him or write
But I thought of him day and night
I rushed to write him once I got back
But the screen was blank and black
For he was dead he had killed himself
Because I put him away on my shelf
He had no reasoon to live
For to him I did give
The only true joy he had ever had
But then I made him feel so bad
For I took all the joy away
With me when I left that day
Now he is gone
For what I had done was so wrong
Now I sit on my bed and weep
And wait for the coming of the eternal sleep
I take a nife and plung it in my heart
For that is where all this pain did start
He is gone I have nothing left
For so long I have wept
I wish to be where he is and make him see
That I love him dearly
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To MY LOVE

Contributed by MissLee on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 12:55:40 PM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems



Three weeks since I talked to him
My parents decide to go on a trip on a whim
I couldn't talk to him or write
But I thought of him day and night
I rushed to write him once I got back
But the screen was blank and black
For he was dead he had killed himself
Because I put him away on my shelf
He had no reasoon to live
For to him I did give
The only true joy he had ever had
But then I made him feel so bad
For I took all the joy away
With me when I left that day
Now he is gone
For what I had done was so wrong
Now I sit on my bed and weep
And wait for the coming of the eternal sleep
I take a nife and plung it in my heart
For that is where all this pain did start
He is gone I have nothing left
For so long I have wept
I wish to be where he is and make him see
That I love him dearly




Copyright © MissLee ... [ 2003-12-19 12:55:40]
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Re: To MY LOVE (User Rating: 1 )
by MissTea on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 01:19:21 PM AEST
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MissLee, for your love to be so great for Him, I am quite certain that in someway He must've known!! This is a BRILLIANT write. Written with such heart that I feel as if I were the writer. God Bless
Misty


Re: To MY LOVE (User Rating: 1 )
by norm on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 01:21:22 PM AEST
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This poem is written very well..
It is my parfticular preference..
to rather enjoy a happy poem..


Re: To MY LOVE (User Rating: 1 )
by SensitiveSoAbused on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 08:20:17 PM AEST
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that was a wonderful take on my poem... i love the last line...

sigh

Be, it be
to take forever
for these Thoughts
to overtake

Hopefully, they will
not now, nor ever
reach the point:
life I forsake...



Re: To MY LOVE (User Rating: 1 )
by EmSal on Friday, 19th December 2003 @ 11:06:37 PM AEST
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Oh so sad. So so so sad. It's heartbreaking to hear of these things happening. I'm sure that it wasn't your fault, although you must feel so bad, so sad. To depend on someone to live I can definately understand though. This is devastating, but written excellently. Take care and all the best.

Emma.


Re: To MY LOVE (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Tuesday, 23rd December 2003 @ 12:04:15 PM AEST
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It was an interesting take on Lanes poem if it was meant to be. Awesome write hon. It was really good.




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