love fades to destiny

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    love fades to destiny

    I remember the way looking in to your eyes. I could get lost for days in those eyes. I try not to sit around and wander why. Some times I feel like I could break down and cry. Your touch as soft as a warm summer day. Your kiss as quenching as a cold glass of tea on a warm sumer day. Your smile could hypnotize. I still remember what it,s like to hold your hand. But nothing went the way I planed. I don't know why I tried so long. I don't know why I wanted u so much. Im just glad of all the good times we had. So theirs no use in being sad. Over it now,not even mad. I wish I could tell u the way I feel. But I just don't think u could deal. I wish I could go see u. what would i say what would i do

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    amillz09 commented on love fades to destiny

    05-06-2009

    this was pretty good. something i kno i could relate to.

    jabotee commented on love fades to destiny

    05-06-2009

    This has a good foundation. My view looks at repeats and flow. Transending feelings to words, flowing through the universe to calm the weary soul.

    artist4fun commented on love fades to destiny

    05-06-2009

    I like what the poem is about I feel that you should write it with more semetry and rythem and ckeck your spelling all and all with a little revamping it could be a realy great poem

    deej commented on love fades to destiny

    05-06-2009

    Definately something most of us can relate to. I think it could use a sequal. "What would you say? What would you do?" That would make for interesting too. I liked this one.

    Nishini commented on love fades to destiny

    05-06-2009

    I think that this could be an excellent poem if you went through, edited the spelling and grammar errors, and added some new phrasing where you have over-repetitiveness. Over all it's not terrible.

    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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