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THE SUN DISAPPEARS



The sun disappears
Dark covers light

You whispered in my ear
"Everything will be fine"

Sunlight in my eyes
Birds sing of tomorrow

A cold body lies
A heart full of sorrow

For so long
You were at my side

Now you're gone
I'm left to cry

My cheeks are black
Stained with tears

I'm going back
Remember the years

Thinking of...
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F.T.W

As the tears keep flowing
slowly but fast down my cheek
I cannot beileve wat just happened
i can barely speak

You were so nice
and made me smile
But thats not what u wanted
you were lyign all the while

Gimme a sec babe
you said that with a grin
But deep in your heart was different plans
something that came within

I'll...
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read poem on nov 6. ill keep my name as is . thanx all for ur time.

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i dont know at this point what to think about my self. maybe u could help me find out?


At midnight, in the month of november,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapour, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet moutain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal vally.
The rosemary nods...
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