Blue Sun Room FICTION - GENERAL
Part of me left,
When you left.
But you are still near,
I can feel you here.
Yet you remain gone,
No I cant move on.
Wish I were with you,
Not in this blueish hue.
Cant breathe without you here,
Wont shed another tear.
For the life I lost,
At the highest cost.
A steak to the heart,
Was all it took to depart,
From the life we lived.
Comments
Saturday, 17 December 2011 03:41
Hey, this is pretty good. :) The only thing I can see is that you probably meant "stake" and not "steak."
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