A heart thats crushed
Despair becomes the norm
No pen on earth can describe the pain
In any shape or form.
A man could drown his soul in
I crave to touch those lips so sweet
As soft as velvet doeskin
You create in me a rage unknown
A fantasy of odin
A dream thats sought, but left untouched
Like the forbidden fruits of eden
I'll bear this pain with no remorse
And carry with me always
In thoughts and dreams and memories
As i watch the years receading.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2005-11-29 at 11:00
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Despair becomes the norm
No pen on earth can describe the pain
In any shape or form.
An Unrequited love
Your eyes as deep as liquid poolsA man could drown his soul in
I crave to touch those lips so sweet
As soft as velvet doeskin
You create in me a rage unknown
A fantasy of odin
A dream thats sought, but left untouched
Like the forbidden fruits of eden
I'll bear this pain with no remorse
And carry with me always
In thoughts and dreams and memories
As i watch the years receading.
Poetry by penfold18
Read 605 times
Written on 2005-11-29 at 11:00
Tags Unrequited 
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