Dark Poetry #4 |
Too Litle Too Late |
Fairplay Member
since 2007-01-15
Posts 222England |
The Dutifull Wife ~~ ~~ Too late to praise me after I Die Your latest confessions Pie in the sky The stiff upper lip It gives you no face No kind words for effort Till death gave you grace? Your only affections Those feigning power No thoughts of Me Till too late the hour Loud Praise and Honour Will make good folk cough So Now I am Dead. Just Up and Fcuk Off ~~ ~~ . |
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Twilight Warrior Member
since 2007-02-22
Posts 106The World That Never Was |
Lady, I love your work. It's all so...what's the word..maternal? I don't, maybe it's just a woman's touch. Good poem. "One last drink and the bottle breaks, returning us to the dust from whence we came" |
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Kira Aso Member
since 2006-09-26
Posts 351Closer to Hell... |
WOW! Totally goes on my 'fav' list! ~Should the truth be so buried |
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