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My resolves thought to be unbreakable, my intentions unfound.
My heart is racing;Around and around.
Like a clock without batteries time stops again
Like a sinner without mercy; it's time to repent.
But leave me now for I must leave
But leave me with the dreams I wished to be
So that I may find my true purpose
So that I can I fly
Return to the afterlife
Goodbye, Goodbye.
- by Acelin Rae |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/12/2009 |
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- Title: Yes, I've met death. Have you?
- Artist: Acelin Rae
- Description: Shorter poem I wrote off the top of my head.
- Date: 12/12/2009
- Tags: death have
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Comments (1 Comments)
- tea loaf - 12/21/2009
- Not bad, not bad. There's room for improvement, but keep trying. I suggest writing drafts of your poetry first, in case you would like to edit or add some "pizzaz". Not bad though. 3/5
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