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Published: 2005-03-29 07:33:20 +0000 UTC; Views: 223; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 7
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Description A rose, a hand,
A tear, a heart,
A burning sensation,
Now were apart.

At first we were friends,
Then we were lovers,
But then we both,
Left each other.

Being serious or a joke,
Telling the truth or a lie,
Mistakes are better,
Than saying goodbye.

A wiltered rose, a wrinkled hand,
A crimson tear, a broken heart,
A burning, killing sensation,
Now were apart.
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Comments: 4

GoingUnder88 [2005-03-31 13:26:12 +0000 UTC]

Beautiful poem, describes exactly how I feel in lyrical, heartfelt, art of words...Sigh...

Due to my obsessive compulsive behavior in correcting people's grammar when my own grammar is worse than theirs, here's two quick corrections:

"Now were apart." should read "Now we're apart."

"A wiltered rose" should read "A wilted rose"

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Maliceah [2005-03-30 03:20:23 +0000 UTC]

I would have been less distracted if it hadn't said 'were' for We're. Otherwise, cute.

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MentalOverload [2005-03-29 22:15:18 +0000 UTC]

That's good...although it's officially void since they're back together But a damn good poem anyway.

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xpythonx [2005-03-29 10:29:22 +0000 UTC]

This is great, it reminds me of whats going on with me...very awsome

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