Dark Poetry #2 |
I don't understand that |
ChibiDeathscythe Member
since 2000-06-09
Posts 128 |
He stroked my hair, in liberty a priviledge he didn't earn he'll be the teacher, I'll just learn. He stroked my hair, where my shoulders were at he didn't love me. I don't understand that. We'll go together, two play this game but one will win, it's all the same, I learned to loose and not to love. When my tears threatened to wash my face I looked back. I don't understand that. He loves me, loves me, loves me More I beg, love isn't an issue anymore if he can lift me til I break he is gone. I don't understand that. |
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darkstar Member
since 2000-08-09
Posts 230Port Richey, Fl, USA |
awww....great poem...a lot of times people do stuff that we don't understand...I know the feeling of not being loved and loosing and all that....it's not fun...hope you feel a bit better about it though. Dark Star |
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