The Flower.A Poem by funeralmoonas I lay in this grass i feel the soft warm air wash over me i feel as if i am nothing but a flower being blown away
the faint smell of him like a flower, brings hope to my thoughts..
I wait for him patiently.. I stand stronger than ever before As I lean over this cliff I feel whole once more
but feelings are fleeting my love indecicive my heart in shambles and nothing left to give
for a wolf stole my heart and he kept it in greed i have no love to share and not enough air to breathe
the smell of hope is sweet, but unatained..
I would lay in this because wouldnt deal pain i will suffer the consequence but then you came
a lion to protect me but i will not let you in i cannot love you cause its a game i do not win..
the flower blows in the wind.. and falls into loving hands.
empty i give nothing and you give your heart i need your care but dont let me break you apart..
a friend of a lion is what i intend to stay but a cold hearted man made me this way
please stay and endure my everchanging self ill open up my soul cause i need your help
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1 Review Added on December 10, 2009 Last Updated on December 14, 2009 Previous Versions AuthorfuneralmoonWonderlandAboutWe can only erase words, but not our past. I am a minimalist, who loves writing, painting, and nature. I write what I feel because it is a good outlet to channel my emotions through. I feel like.. more..Writing
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