Sun Going Down Again. [Acrostic]

S o if you could hold all of our secrets
U p to the burning sunset before us;
N ever again to be heard, would you?

G et out while you can, forget about me and you,
O h babe, you know that we can't do this.
I mpeccable to the naked eye, but
N ot to me. I don't want to do this anymore.
G ood-bye never seemed so hard to say.

D ying in your arms is a sleeping beauty of your
O wn. The same old love story, one heart holding on
W ith all it can and one heart letting go. This tragic affair
N ot everyone knows; of two lovers star crossed -

A nd a matchbook romance scribbled in blood. But I'm
G oing out of my mind with all the little white lies that you
A ttempted to keep from me. My soul was raped of
I nnocence from this mistake. But for the last time, my
N aive heart will let go of it's grasp on you.

© Jenna Elphick
November 6, 2006.

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Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each
line spells a word, usually using the same
words as in the title.
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-Written for a contest.-