My friend, my love
We all have our crosses
Yet this one seems so hard to bear
With nothing to ease the pain
No food for weeks
No sleep for days
No simple pleasure in our despair...
So shall I continue to wallow in sorrow
And you in blood
Never again to feel the exhileration of your love
Sweet dreams...forever...
My friend, my love
A contest entry
- When Things Fall Apart by reckless abandon.
390 points, ended August 23, 2008, 30 entries
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Comments
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This is a lovely poem and the title is very fitting to the flow and content. Thanks for entering and good luck!
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I liked reading this poem from the begining. It just reach out and grabbed my attention. Very good poem.
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