He stared at her from across the room
wondering what could be so important she had to pen.
He looked at her from start to end
as she got up leaving her words behind.
Curiousity devoured him,for he had to read what was written.
He held the paper in his hand and began to read,
and this is what she had to say:
"For those I loved,
I loved you with my all.
For those who loved me
please move on.
For those I cared about,
I cared for til my end.
For those who cared about me,
do not worry anymore.
This life served me well,
perhaps a little to well if you understand what I mean.
I have gone through life
and I cannot live it anymore.
There is too much pain and suffering,
My poor heart aches and my tears have been shedding
Far too long.
It is time to ease this agony
For I have felt too much of live.
Please forgive as I say,
My end is here,
I have no fear,
Despise me if you may.
With love."
With tears in his eyes,
he stood in dismay.
Please tell me what you think
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I'm as big of a fan of the red/black/grey motif as anyone, but I'll admit the color combination gave me a bit of trouble when it came to seeing and reading this piece. Other than that, it was wonderful. Thought provoking, and beautiful, and haunting. Wonderful imagery, and wonderful use of vocabulary. Great job
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Wow! A sad but touching write! So much pain expressed here. Beautifully written. Patty
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you have a really nice rythm in this poem, was a pleasure to read x
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I love the way you begin this. I could feel the anticipation. I felt just as curious as the man in the piece wanting to find out what she was writing. Excellent job.
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wow awesome! i love it! thats pretty much it hehe.
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