I have answered my own challenge by combine the lines .....
read my 'Steal [use] these lines as your own 2nd challenge'
and see what you come up
.....what ryhme can you reply in aswer?
white spray drenched me
with the blue salt of your deep-ocean love
and I thought you were an Angel
sent to me from high above.
but now.....
A sunshine smile hides the dying moon's tears
and you have preyed on my fears.
For like...
A pimple you squeeze the love from my heart,
Yet I still come back for more,
hoping that it would
revert back to how it was at the start.
When...
white spray drenched me
with the blue salt of your ocean-deep love
and you sent me flying [too] high
with the pure white wings of the dove.
Why.... do to you I keep coming back?
Where.... did it start to fall apart?
How..... will on you I get my revenge?
I do not not but one day you'll pay
it won't be now but someday..
.... I will finally walk away.
10/04/06
Poetry by liz munro
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Written on 2006-04-10 at 11:57
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read my 'Steal [use] these lines as your own 2nd challenge'
and see what you come up
.....what ryhme can you reply in aswer?
Like A pimple [answering my own challenge]
I remember in the begining.....white spray drenched me
with the blue salt of your deep-ocean love
and I thought you were an Angel
sent to me from high above.
but now.....
A sunshine smile hides the dying moon's tears
and you have preyed on my fears.
For like...
A pimple you squeeze the love from my heart,
Yet I still come back for more,
hoping that it would
revert back to how it was at the start.
When...
white spray drenched me
with the blue salt of your ocean-deep love
and you sent me flying [too] high
with the pure white wings of the dove.
Why.... do to you I keep coming back?
Where.... did it start to fall apart?
How..... will on you I get my revenge?
I do not not but one day you'll pay
it won't be now but someday..
.... I will finally walk away.
10/04/06
Poetry by liz munro
Read 576 times
Written on 2006-04-10 at 11:57
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