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by i love you Apr 6, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Looking out the hight window wondering how high up wondering if i could survive hoping and praying not the cool wind against my face as i begin my journey down to wards earth my last thoughts are of you all people that jump have a smile on their face i found out why the wind blowing through their body is full of peace the air flowing through their hair is full of promise of no more pain everyones final thoughts are of their loved they say life is last but they dont know that you are my life
by Teria
Poetry has no need to rhyme. It is great with or without it. This poem was great. I loved it, a lot actually. Keep it up. 5/5