The hole bore depth
Of darkness and despair
Lifeless and loveless it sits
Waiting of touch from his goddess
The beautiful touch of her golden hand
Waving like the mist
Intriguing as mysterious.
In my heart a void does lie
Waiting…. Wanting to be filled
With the love of a thousand roses
Kisses and hugs
With the love of one goddess
Taunting me with my life
To live or die
A question have told
What I choose
Depends on one
Major
Outcome.
By: William Barrett
Please say somehting.... siglence pisses me off.
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your poem sucks ass man, i hope you never write again.

