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by TakeWhateverMay Jun 22, 2008 category : Friendship, family / other
Her hair jet-black Billows to the floor Her eyes deep and Hollow Leaving signs of never more This is not who she was But what shes turned into Time has made her this way Slowly she'll decay Her body rot away Heart eaten up And mind corrupt I reach out toward her My hand for her to clutch Do what i can to save her Although it wont be much I'll show her a world with love little hate Until she says yes though, we'll both have to wait
by Celeste
I love this poem, good work!