You and IA Poem by Chris
You stand there above me
You stand there so high You say that you love me I want you to die
You leave me no choice You leave me no hope So here is my knife And my noose fashioned rope You started this fight I'll finish this war You show me your might I'll show you the door
Here comes the rain Here comes the fire You claim you know pain But you are just a liar Your wounds will mend But this is not the end
© 2011 Chris |
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Added on October 22, 2010 Last Updated on April 4, 2011 AuthorChrisHanover, MDAboutMy birthday is the 26th of May 1992. Quotes: "We're the middle children of history, man--no purpose or place. We have no great war. No great depression. Our great war's a spiritual war. Our grea.. more..Writing
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