This will be the last,
The last time I will hold your hand,
The last time I wipe away your tears,
The last embrace,
And the last time I will kiss your lips,
For I am going to war,
In a hopeless battle,
That can only bring more bloodshed.
This will be the last, The last time I will hold your hand, The last time I wipe away your tears, The last embrace, And the last time I will kiss your lips, For I am going to war, In a hopeless battle, That can only bring more bloodshed. |
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about your poem its good.
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I wait but for what i do not know. [link]
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5 out of 4 people have trouble with fractions ^-^~-~`
No, I wrote some of my very best poems in Chemistry actually. *Snore*
And some of my best tree-sketches too.
I bet if you raise you hand, someone will magically help you.
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"Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind." - William Shakespeare.
"One meets his destiny often on the road he takes to avoid it" - unknown
"When the power of love is greater than the love of power, the world will know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
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"Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind." - William Shakespeare.
"One meets his destiny often on the road he takes to avoid it" - unknown
"When the power of love is greater than the love of power, the world will know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
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A suitor bent upon one knee
Death asked me for my hand
- Laura Whitcomb
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[link]
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"Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind." - William Shakespeare.
"One meets his destiny often on the road he takes to avoid it" - unknown
"When the power of love is greater than the love of power, the world will know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
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A suitor bent upon one knee
Death asked me for my hand
- Laura Whitcomb
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[link]
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