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She
Contributed by
krissy26
on
Monday, 17th October 2011 @ 11:33:46 AM in AEST
Topic:
anguished
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Love is red, dead to me,
I want to be free
Though, shall I be, she.
She who does not love,
never to be in love as a dove,
her light dieing above.
She who shall never see
the presence within me,
the need for my love to be set free.
Her mind driven mad,
her heart turned bad,
her heart and mind forever sad.
Losing her hope for light,
to kill the envious darkness to be right,
trying with all her might...
Karissa L. McConnell
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krissy26
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2011-10-17 11:33:46] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: She
(User Rating: 1 ) by potentialpoet96 on
Monday, 17th October 2011 @ 05:41:14 PM AEST (User
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wonderful poem, however i think you have too many rhyming schemes. maybe that's how you wanted it though. overall it was a good read. |
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