You walked away
Unconsciously I walk
Your waiting for me
I can hear love in the way you talk
But you turn from me
I run after you
There is no sign of worry in you retreating back
I chase you
My sanity begins to crack
Because you simply walked away
I lie in pain
My heart you did slay
Now I feel pain
Tough luck for you
For you don’t know
What I am a new
Dad what you did was low
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| You walked away | 0 | 10/26/2010 |
| my day | 0 | 10/26/2010 |
| My library | 0 | 01/08/2010 |
| Shadow's kiss | 0 | 10/08/2009 |
| your words | 0 | 10/08/2009 |
| Wings on the wind | 0 | 10/08/2009 |
| My World | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| Briliant Soul | 0 | 09/30/2009 |
| Trapped from Freedom | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| She of Misery | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| My Age an Ode to the Troubled World | 0 | 09/24/2009 |
| Acid Tears | 0 | 09/24/2009 |
| Icey Endings | 0 | 09/24/2009 |
| now or never | 0 | 09/24/2009 |
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