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[title] => The Rose
[time] => 2005-06-11 04:09:32
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[bodytext] => I met a man in the cemetary His eyes were cold and dull It seemed like his life had been sucked dry The only life Was the single rose in his palm Held tightly, so nothing would let it go I had to ask Who do you visit? He looked up at me with a blank stare He proceeded to tell me There was a boy and a girl He loved her more than life itself, but he would never tell If another man is holding her in his arms, He didnt want to see If another man is the one kissing her goodnight He didnt want to know so he tried to let go And the years went on, and the time passed slow And he would see her now and then, hurt took over his soul He didnt want to push her out He didnt want to let her go So he didnt And he tried to let her know They would walk, and make talk And when he would get closer She would as well She wanted him near, and she loved him dearly He was a good man She would say to anyone who would walk her way But something snapped He was too afraid So he pushed her away And she left again for another day And again time passed by.... He remembered the call When he heard her sweet voice And his heart nearly flew through his chest I'm getting married in June She said I needed you to know that I want you to be there And I need you to wish me the best He couldnt catch his breath. The man she loved was not a kind soul The man would hurt her in a second of rage He wanted to scream and tell her no And tell her to be with him instead And that she would never be hurt with him again...... But he had done so much to this angel And if her happiness she found He would not take it away Not this time Not this one more day So life went on, without his love And everyday he ached for her near He hated himself for running away Knowing love was his greatest fear He stopped... Where is she now? I asked He head went low, and his eyes shut down Shes laying with the angels and running through the clouds He pointed to the sky With tears in his eyes Pushed down the stairs one too many times By the bastard who she loved so much And now she flies higher than she ever dreamed to fly He put his head down in shame If I would have been with her..... I am the one to blame He walked away from that garden, with a rose attached to his hand And he layed it down on her quiet grave Knowing he would never feel love like he had for her again [comments] => 3 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 22 [informant] => FallenAngels [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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