| Natasha, Severed and dead to me. I really created this poem for my Ex, she just stop loving me after a while. I know it sounds like pink floyd a bit.
Natasha-The title
Night after night you pretend it's all right,
But I can see you have grown colder,
and I can see your heart it is black and hollow.
I can't understand why I do this anymore,
I feel tight as a tourniquet and as cold as a razor blade.
And I feel that you just don't care, I can fell you growing older,
you have grown less colder to me.
But whenit all ends you are there alone,
trying to take the pain away, thinking of me,
I know everytime you cry in memory, I can feel it,
It has been dormat for many years now, that's why I gave up.
You were , my everything but our love grew to nothing.
As did your'e sanctuary.
Severed and dead to me-The title
You slit your wrist today,
to see if you could ease the pain.
But you know that only I can.
You tried to come back on your'e knee's
begging me please. But I just threw youu away.
How woud it have been if I gave you another chance?
If you could have it all?
Would you love me like I loved you once?
Would you hold me at night and tell me it's all right?
Pretending that you loved me wasn't enough,
I saw through you silhouette of lies.
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I decend from grace in arms of undertow... Quote: |
Originally Posted by Magrus I think you and I would end up in the hospital trying to drink together...  Oh its a shame you live so far away man. We could have so much fun! Well... maybe. We might end up in jail after we get out of the hospital. |
Last edited by Darth Zenemij; 05-31-2005 at 08:59 PM.
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