i dream of death
i sit here,at my pc,
family, watching the match,
there so near,
yet so far from me,
i want something,
different from them,
i want england to win,
i want such things as victory,
but i need to leave this world,
i want to be burnt,
scattered on this sweet ground,
i want to be loyal,
to england,
be its little girl forever,
its the only place i find love,
infact,i feel it now,
love for my country,
yet its so empty,
must i need to be showerd by love?
to feel the need to return it,
i cant believe i became so distant,
from him,
yet im still distant now,
i want to be close to you again,
i think to do that,i must die.
Poetry by UnforgivenAngel
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Written on 2006-06-20 at 21:46
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