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Accept My Demands

Contributed by April90 on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 02:04:28 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



These months were a battle
Of love and my pride,
Pride chose to surrender,
But I didn't mind.
I sang my own ballad
Along to your chords,
You failed as my shield,
I kept being your sword.
You asked for the world -
I could give you much more.
True life was somewhere
Behind the locked door.
Through all your nightmares
I kept holding your hand.
I drained my own sea
For your castle of sand.

Love made me its slave -
It's my porcelain strength.
Now beg for forgiveness,
Accept my demands!

You're charming, unique,
And your look is brand-new.
Your face in the mirror
Is one love for you.
One slut cost you more
Than the tears I shed,
And seeing you two
Made me feel just regret.
Now beg for forgiveness,
Feel guilty and pray!
Remember those months
And the last summer day.
I tried to be perfect,
I was at my best,
You turned all my life
To a terrible mess!

Love made me its slave -
It's my porcelain strength.
Now beg for forgiveness,
Accept my demands!

Accept my demands!




Copyright © April90 ... [ 2009-03-11 14:04:28]
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Re: Accept My Demands (User Rating: 1 )
by Ess3nc3 on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 02:22:22 PM AEST
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Ahh.. A very melancholic piece. A woman in a troubled relationship with a man who blatantly neglects the love and care she has for him. Excellent rhyming. The fluidity of the poem was absolutely flawless. I would like to add one small suggestion though and perhaps instead of:
"You failed as my shield,
I kept being your sword."

Maybe consider this:

"You failed as my shield,
I remained as your sword."

Excellent work regardless.




Re: Accept My Demands (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 11th March 2009 @ 04:21:12 PM AEST
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a very nice piece. it flowed along with such elegance and eloquence. you've got a great writing style.

-phil


Re: Accept My Demands (User Rating: 1 )
by simsalabim on Thursday, 12th March 2009 @ 01:34:31 AM AEST
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I love sluts...they make no demands....




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