A shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold, stories never told

by tearsdntfall   Oct 28, 2005


It is coming near,
making my hopes and dreams disappear,
you cry for my pain,
knowing you will never be the same,
my head rests on your shoulder,
for my life has never felt colder.
once i have ended,
my feelings i never pended,
my love, my pain,
i can never be the same,
i pass through to you, because my heart knows that you are true.

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  • 19 years ago

    by President Dead

    Best one of your i've read so far, it's deep, and when someone reads it they feel the poem, cool