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These are just some poems that I wrote. |
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This is a poem that I wrote to be read at my funrial.
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Unchangeable
The rage Of the ocean The fear In the mind of a child The hopelessness Of a lovesick fool The regret Of a lifetime passed by. |
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The Call
I know that I have left your life, Just as I've left mine. Remember that I'm in no pain, And that I'll be just fine. I've left this earth, He called me home, Just like they said he would. I'm far away from the pain Replaced with all that's good. So please don't sit and weep, And be angry that he has taken me. It was just my time to go, And now at last I'm free. I know that you will miss me, As I will miss you all. But I will be with you forever, Till it's your time for the call. So please do me this favor, And keep me in your heart. Please don't dwell on that sad, sad day, When we had to part. Remember things about me, That made you love me so. Like how I loved to make you laugh, At the times when you were low. Remember me in winter, My favorite time of year. I'll be with you in your memories, They will keep me near. But when you think about my life, If tears should start to fall, Remember I'll be waiting for you. When it's your turn for the call. |
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Drunk on love Careless emotion Reckless disregard One moment of passion Now locked away in memories As consequences surface Reality seeps in Eternity looms forward Forgiveness is seaked. |
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Wake Up
Why? Why the hell do you care? I'm just one little person In a world so big that No one will ever know I was here. Why do you tell me that you will miss me? Is that supposed to make me feel bad? Is that supposed to make me hurt? Is that going to make me feel something? I haven't felt anything in months. I don't care how you feel. I don't care that you will hurt. What about my hurt? Does that matter? Or am I supposed to go on feeling like hell? Just so that you don't feel loss. Hell with that. Go ahead feel bad. Feel what I feel. Know what it is like to be me. Know how it is to wake up one morning and know That you are a bad person. Wake up and feel my life. Wake up. |
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Today I met my worst enemy She was standing right in front of me So close that I could reach out to her She was just staring back at me I could see the hate and contempt That she had for me in her eyes I knew what she was thinking I could see the disgust that she felt When she looked at me She knew my worst secrets And my deepest fears And that is why she hated me I just wanted her to go away And I knew how to make her. So I turned from the mirror, And walked away. |
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If my lips never again Kissed yours, Then the sun might as well Never shine. If my ears never again Heard your words, Then the stars might as well Fall from the heavens. If my eyes never again Saw your beautiful face, Then the flowers might as well Never bloom. And if my heart never again Felt your love, Then my heart might as well Wither and die.
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Home |
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