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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1073652
Just a poem. dark but not an awsome poem.
our love, a binding contract
wich you shred and cast to the wind
your lips of red wine wisper unkept promisses
though listen to them, i always do
no matter the cost or gain
for when i will see you never-more, i will smile
smile with the happiness of a free woman
a free person, a free mind
for then it will be your contract shredded
and cast into the wind

sleep well you did that night
never awoke did you the next day
this sight filled my with elation
until you opened you eyes one more time
you told me many things
things i will do well to forget

you said, as i lie on my deathbed
i will be pale as a ghost
and no one will be there to see me go
not even my family, they loved me so
they will all of forgotten
the girl left behind in the moonlight
death may smile upon my sadness
and send me to my ever sleep
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