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I Watch You Die

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Your hand is cold
The colour fading from your face
I pray to God in Heaven
You've fallen from His grace.

Your blood is warm
And it is falling to the floor
Makes me wonder whether my life's
Worth living anymore.

So I stand here, I cannot cry
But I can't stand and watch you die
But this is life, it is goodbye
I watch you bleed, I watch you die.

Your eyes are blank
And stare at me like bleeding stars
You make me realize that I should
Embrace my battle scars.

Your halo falls
Death steals your broken wings
And I hear your requiem
That a broken angel sings.

Your hand is cold, you're fading
But I cannot cry
But I accept that this is life
I watch you bleed, I watch you die...

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Written September 26th, 2005


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  • Darkstarz
    April 24, 2006
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    i love it. it is a great poem sad tho but great i hope my poems are as good as yours


  • Shriven
    February 22, 2006
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    I like this-I can really feel the grief and pain, but it's not melodramatic or overdone. Very...tasteful, though that word seems inappropriate.

    'Death steals your broken wings' = Excellent, especially

  • bloodied soul
    February 1, 2006
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    great piece and good luck.
    love, Tara