My little forget-me-not

by Arkon   Aug 21, 2005


How I miss the way you talked
The way you smiled and the way you walked

I miss the things we used to do
All the times I realized I love you

All the pedals I broke for you
Until the last one said you loved me too

I held you till the last bell chimed
I knew that this was time

And as these days watch over us tonight
This light is so bright

We were struck down by blight
And you were murdered by pure fright

And as I drop my final black rose on your grave
I realized you took down with you the very heart I gave

You never gave it back, and if you do I refuse to accept it in return
I love you to death, together in the wake of hell, together our hearts will burn

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  • 19 years ago

    by CHOKE

    OmG i ToTaLlY lOvEd ThIs PoEm!!!! 5/5!!!!!
    -ElIzAbEtH-

  • 19 years ago

    by Justin

    Wow.. thats really sad.. but it was a very good poem, excellent job 5/5

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