Untilted

by Hanna   Jul 2, 2005


The sound of your voice echoes in my mind and I swear I can smell your scent. Eternity ended as you breathed out your ruthless words so I bottled up the last breath you took in front of me for a constant remembrance of you and how things used to be. Scared of life without you here, nothing is rising now. I\'m gazing inside my own eyes, seeing myself fall...

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  • 19 years ago

    by Lemma

    This poem is soooooooo sad. How bout 'seeing myself fall' for a title? I know I'm parc at thinking up titles lol :). 5/5!

    Em xx