Why Leave Me Here To Die
The day you said good bye,
I felt something in me die,
I don't want you to see me cry,
Why leave me here to die?
You walked away
I knew without a dout
You weren't turning back,
I had lost you
When you left
I knew I would regret that day,
But I was to scared to say,
'please don't go away'
Now I stand here
cold, friendless, and without love
One day I will see you again
If it be the will of the one above
Godsgang commented on Why Leave Me Here To Die
06-15-2009
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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