When she was born
Was just a pure child
Then oh! the youth came
Her passions now became wild
Her slumbers enchanted with desires
Her heart filled with passionate fires
Then she grew old and old
With mere memories of past
Her slumbers interrupted by fears
Her heart was always aghast
Her spirits were now dry
No hope, no love, no joy
Then one day became the last
Enmeshed in dreads her heart
Learned the truth atlast
She knew 'twas time to depart
As life is not to live but die
She smiled, sighed and said Goodbye!!!
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Hmm wrote it many days ago didn't knew should add or not.
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Life is a mistery this you did say, where it leads only the heart knows and nobody can ever tell you it isn't so!
Life is a fantasy only the young should know for fear of losing everything, life, love and hope does play on a heavy heart.
Life is a long goodbye, these your final words and in so I must say have a long and healthy repose, love all that you once held dear for the moment has come and gone.
I like it, I like it so!
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wow very nice i loved it deep and full of emotion keep up the great work i love it
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I like it
Deep and follows the path of a life. Wonderfully done.
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you are so young, writing so true. Very factual in poetic form
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Very beautiful and deep. I really enjoyed reading your poem. Very well written
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nice job.... tells about the joys and pain that come along with living.
Haylee
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