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Written by Evan Dover   
Friday, 30 May 2008
 

Your splendour, bliss, and love

 

Like a second gift from above

 

You will always remain true

 

And have turned the old to new

 

You filtered my wretched name

 

For it was once laden with shame

 

 

You possess an impeccable face

 

You are all together resplendent

 

You bring a soothing embrace

 

As your eyes sparkle with a glint

 

Your beauty shall not bereave me

 

But you watch me with your flowing eyes

 

I should die, were you to leave me

 

But all along, you monitor those lies

 

 

I know what I have done

 

Yet it has just begun

 

I've finished, because it was fake

 

For I see the death that I shall make



Copyright 2008 Evan Dover
Keyword: poetry
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Posted by Darkness.of.Mystery
2008-06-12 06:31:24
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...I really don't have any words for these poems.

This was amazing.
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Posted by chaabuk
2008-07-23 22:34:08
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What a tragic fate. You realise your folly, a little too late. Was there any need to lie. For love comes only once in life and you could not appreciate that. Sad.
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