I gave it all away
Your eyes have captured me
Your words have caged me in
But when I am with you
I still feel alone
There is a hole where you left it
A wound too deep to fill
I feel it growing darker
Everytime I cry
The shadows suround me
With thier sneres and laughing eyes
Why did you leave me
To face this world alone
Did I love you too much?
I gave you more of me than I had
I gave you my heart and soul before you left
And you took it with you to the other side
I am lost with out you.
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Lost in Translation | 0 | 12/04/2011 |
| Midnight Awakening | 3 | 11/01/2009 |
| I gave it all away | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| My World | 6 | 06/27/2009 |
| In the Dark I will wait for you | 4 | 07/09/2009 |
| Vampire | 5 | 06/27/2009 |
| Holding on to Hope | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| love my flaws | 2 | 06/24/2009 |
| lost | 2 | 06/24/2009 |
| Cold December | 1 | 06/24/2009 |
| Cool Morning Mist | 2 | 06/24/2009 |
| Infernal machine | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| Burning Love | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| The Wolf | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| The Preditor | 2 | 06/27/2009 |
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