Music

Music

A Poem by Mithridate
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Suckish title, suckish poem, thanks if you like it :)

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As my eyes shed more tears,

 I hear the music come to my ears.

As I hear your wonderous voice,

 I come to the conclusion that I have no choice.

As I cling to your arm,

 I feel no hurt, I feel no harm.

But in the end, I wish you were real.

I want you here, how great would that feel?

© 2010 Mithridate


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Added on March 25, 2010
Last Updated on May 19, 2010
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Mithridate
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