just came to me so I wrote it I don't like the end yet would love any advice.
the parts in ( ) I am thinking of taking out or fixing up what do you think?
I was with you by night
and dreamed of you by day
we talked of the times to come
and the memorys we held
I loved you so much
you were there
you were mine
you were all I had
I remember the day
when you killed me
the memories like maggots
now eat away at what once was me
every flash feels like a million little bites
I see you every where day by day
even when your not there
and I lye awake night after night
thinking of the time we held
all that lost time
slipped away, gone
(no more lost time
now I watch the clock
waiting for you to return
waiting...
tick tock, tick tock
tick tick tick F*CK)
it says its almost a new day
but for me its all the same
you know my birthday is soon
I tell every one the same thing
if you want to get me something
make it a new life
cause now I'm six feet deep
and feel like I've died
Poetry by Visoconti
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Written on 2007-08-05 at 03:33
Tags Death  Love  Time 
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the parts in ( ) I am thinking of taking out or fixing up what do you think?
six feet deep
I am still working on the end I dont like it yetI was with you by night
and dreamed of you by day
we talked of the times to come
and the memorys we held
I loved you so much
you were there
you were mine
you were all I had
I remember the day
when you killed me
the memories like maggots
now eat away at what once was me
every flash feels like a million little bites
I see you every where day by day
even when your not there
and I lye awake night after night
thinking of the time we held
all that lost time
slipped away, gone
(no more lost time
now I watch the clock
waiting for you to return
waiting...
tick tock, tick tock
tick tick tick F*CK)
it says its almost a new day
but for me its all the same
you know my birthday is soon
I tell every one the same thing
if you want to get me something
make it a new life
cause now I'm six feet deep
and feel like I've died
Poetry by Visoconti
Read 1180 times
Written on 2007-08-05 at 03:33
Tags Death  Love  Time 
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