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This young women loves this young man.

Contributed by silentpwn on Thursday, 2nd December 2004 @ 09:48:00 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

this young woman loves this young man.
there's all these mutal feelings racing through their heads.
this young lady can't concentrate on anything but his embrace.
this young gentleman is longing for a first touch of her face.
they both want to feel the others' lips..
to make sure it's real when they first kiss.
this young dear wishes for this young sir to come.
..but there's something inside her, that tells her to run.
She daren't explain what she thinks about, each night, as she lays down.
..because if she leaves, it's he who she deceives..
..and the last thing she wants is to cause him pain.
She feels lonely, screams "No one knows me!"
..and writes a letter to his name.
"Ah, I love you, but these feelings hurt far too much..."
She folds the letter into a heart and places it on her bed.
She opens up the window, recalling what he once said..
"dear, you're my life, being far from you makes me long for you much.."
She looks down to the street, takes a step higher to see.
As she closes her eyes, there's a faint shriek and he screams to her..
"I'm here.."
She trys to step back, but loses her grasp, and slips off the edge.
"Im sorry love, I didn't want to hurt you.."
and she sails to the concrete.
Years have passed and he can't let go.
He prays each night and longs for her to know,
"I love you babe, more than life.."
So he shows this.. with a knife.
He cuts his soul for every year, she's been gone.
He cries and hopes.. for her to come.
..but, nothing works.. and he's so hurt.
So he takes his life for hers.

Copyright © silentpwn ... [ 2004-12-02 21:48:00]
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