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Lost in the midnights dreary hour,
A fog flowering through my mind,
What happened to my copper filled hands?
Those rose peddles that fall away,
Leaving my trail of breadcrumbs,
I stare ahead.
As my darkened thoughts return.
As the heart raced,
I heard it stop.
Ba-dump, Ba-dump, nothing.
The words that left her rosy red lips,
meant nothing to someone like me.
Her eyes in her fear screamed her pleas,
As she fell away into a deeper dream.
Her fingers twitched,
My own followed suite.
There was nothing I could do.
Had she died in remorse?
Had she left a lover?
A child in her womb?
I cried out her forgotten name,
Pleading for her to return.
Tears wetting my blood strewn face,
My hands tremble to stroke her own.
So young,
So weak.
She never had a chance.
The fog returns.
My head empties its thoughts.
Where am I?
My copper covered hands,
The peddles trailed behind me,
How could I...
Why?
I never stood a chance.
- by arBezzecks |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/18/2008 |
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- Title: I never stood a Chance
- Artist: arBezzecks
- Description: blah.
- Date: 10/18/2008
- Tags: death remorse
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Berry_Fruity_96 - 08/27/2009
- Your a excellent poet. Thats really good you should publish it.
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- xXsecret_artistXx - 03/14/2009
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coolio
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- iSexyBear - 10/18/2008
- Nice! Love it
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