things chane people walk away and never really say good bye
and when they think of those friends or loved ones it sort of makes them sad or have regrets about things that might have been but all they can doo is shed tear and hope one day that those filli
comming down ,like a cold november morning
when everything is still. I can hear the wind just
as I walk past that old house that has been
empty for as long as i can remember.
Everything has it's moment like a fadeing star
just when you think you have made it just slip's
away from you no matter how much you scream
it fade's away. A tear is falling from someone's
face tonight a heart was broken or never mended
and now they stain the pillow that they hold so
tight wishing everything would go away and
come back again when the sky's arn't grey.
The time's and thing's that make every moment
they seem to go to fast and even take a tear or
two. So as go to the corner and say my last good
bye's just know that what ever it is it will go away
someday and then you will realise that everything
you see will change when you turn around.
Poetry by AmonTheDark
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Written on 2005-10-11 at 10:46
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and when they think of those friends or loved ones it sort of makes them sad or have regrets about things that might have been but all they can doo is shed tear and hope one day that those filli
Turning Around
Everytime i turn around i see rain drop'scomming down ,like a cold november morning
when everything is still. I can hear the wind just
as I walk past that old house that has been
empty for as long as i can remember.
Everything has it's moment like a fadeing star
just when you think you have made it just slip's
away from you no matter how much you scream
it fade's away. A tear is falling from someone's
face tonight a heart was broken or never mended
and now they stain the pillow that they hold so
tight wishing everything would go away and
come back again when the sky's arn't grey.
The time's and thing's that make every moment
they seem to go to fast and even take a tear or
two. So as go to the corner and say my last good
bye's just know that what ever it is it will go away
someday and then you will realise that everything
you see will change when you turn around.
Poetry by AmonTheDark
Read 1211 times
Written on 2005-10-11 at 10:46
Tags Sadness
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