He Didn't Chose This
Author: Vampyr Tears
He may not always be that caring
This man who I want to believe I love
And most days he's way to over bearing
He craves for space, to fly free like a dove
Always unjust and so full of lies
Eyes so bleak, they'll never shine bright
With each word he yells a part of me dies
His soul's just a bit darker than the night
Yet when the sun hits his innocent face
I stop to stare, to slow my hectic pace
With such ease he can sweep me off my feet
Just a flash of his smile, so pure, so sweet
Not even death can bring us apart
I was here to stay from the start
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Vampyr Tears (184.108.40.206) -- Wednesday, July 28 2004, 11:26 pm|
Whoa, sorry guys. The title for this is totally wrong, I was going to submit a different poem, but then decided not to at the last minute. I guess I forgot to change the title.
|Terrie* (220.127.116.11) -- Friday, July 30 2004, 02:44 am|
be cautious of lies..for they will be the very thing that destroys and causes death to any relationship..you don't want to go there..your time and your love is worth more than a lie.. great writing..
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