Crying for you

Crying for you

A Poem by Jane Doe
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;'(

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You tell me your alright to belive you,

but your I hate this,coughing up BLOOD!,

wether its for my happiness forto keepp my heartbeating you lie to me your alright,

Or maybe its because your lying to yourself.

 

You can barley move,

While I am crying my heart out,

Your coughing up blood,

While Im sinking in my hole I dug for myself filled with mud.

 

I waited for you to come on then you do and cough up blood I am bad for you,

Don't doubt it too,

I am dying inside everytime you tell me whats happening,

But I also die when you tell me that you love me and you have found the right one but I can't keep you from hurting or bleeding.

 

You can barley move,

While I am crying my heart out,

Your coughing up blood,

While Im sinking in my hole I dug for myself filled with mud.

 

I cry and cried for you,

I would DIE for you,

Because when I or if I ever find out your dead,

Ill meet you there.

 

You can barley move,

While I am crying my heart out,

Your coughing up blood,

While Im sinking in my hole I dug for myself filled with mud.

 

I am bad for you,

But we still love each other,

You are my everything,

Why can't we stopping denneying our faith.

 

You can barley move,

While I am crying my heart out,

Your coughing up blood,

While Im sinking in my hole I dug for myself filled with mud.

© 2010 Jane Doe


Author's Note

Jane Doe
for him
my life
my other half
my everything and nothing
my ...love?
my halfbroken blood coughing love

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Cool poem, very sad but also romantic at the same time. There's a bit of grammar mistakes but overall it's a very lovely poem, keep up the good work. :D

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Jane Doe

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