Too Little Too Late

by Hannah Emellia   Jun 19, 2007


See my eyes in icy shade,
Angry thoughts my face betrayed,
Burning blackness on my part,
Wounds still gaping in my heart.

You left me in shadows,
My own private gallows,
And you're too good to see,
Just what you've done to me.

Mocking features on my face,
Moments gone without a trace,
Fading into memories,
All our fights, our bigotries.

Our loves tired and it's worn,
No longer a flower, just a thorn,
Time to surrender to lost cause,
Don't let the wound fester in our flaws.

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  • 14 years ago

    by VeinsofHate

    "Our loves tired and it's worn,
    No longer a flower, just a thorn"

    beautiful writting. i loved those lines. its like it flow out at me. good good job

  • 16 years ago

    by XxFailedxForgottonxX

    Wow I loved this poem,
    love the ryming
    it reminds meof something that happened to me in my past but very good 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by MizzCici

    Dat was really good!check mine out an dcomment plz!!!!!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by TillyMariex

    Wow. this is another excellent poem <333

  • 17 years ago

    by Mo

    Another brilliant poem. Well done. Keep writing and I'll keep reading and voting. :)

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