It Was A GiftA Poem by Kellee
twisted soul, broken and bleeding
you are at fault, my mind keeps repeating scattered thoughts, shattered dreams silent echoes of a heart that screams bruised and battered left here to die tears running down my face as my heart screams, "why?" the sun no longer shines the clouds are here to stay the rain has turned to wine as i struggle to find another way softest lips, bluest eyes sweetest touch, my heart cries missing you, wanting you crying for a love that's true my soul is empty, my mind is numb my heart is pounding, i will succumb it was the truest, purest love can't you see? it was a gift from above © 2010 Kellee |
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Added on March 15, 2010 Last Updated on March 15, 2010 AuthorKelleeIowa City, IAAboutWriting has been a passion of mine since I was about 12 years old. I enjoy writing poetry the most, although I have written some short stories and things of that nature. The last 3 1/2 years of my lif.. more..Writing
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