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To the grave....
My tears fall blood chasing,
Desire to caress perfection once again, setting in.
Desperate for contemption,
Only in you that holds.
Unto you my being was left to hold..
Deepest thoughts I began to express,
Swearing to do my best, then.. You just left..
When you withdrew my heart followd you,
And still it does..
Mechanics of self I don't understand,
You broke me once then again,
Yet I still crave,
I guess I'm doomed to take that to the grave..
Oh this bloody pain..
Desire to caress perfection once again, setting in.
Desperate for contemption,
Only in you that holds.
Unto you my being was left to hold..
Deepest thoughts I began to express,
Swearing to do my best, then.. You just left..
When you withdrew my heart followd you,
And still it does..
Mechanics of self I don't understand,
You broke me once then again,
Yet I still crave,
I guess I'm doomed to take that to the grave..
Oh this bloody pain..
Published 18th Dec 2012
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18th Dec 2012 1:14am
I just read your poem and I have to say, your poem has a lot of emotion in it. It's really good.
18th Dec 2012 5:38am
