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by Riku karisama
I looked into her eyes
I got lost in their depth
A glance into the future
Revealing the secrets she kept
For so many years she cared too
Yet we were both afraid to say
We avoided each other completely...
Every time, simply another day
She cried to me one night.
~Please help, I don't know what to do~
I wrapped my arms around her body.
~It is okay now, I'm here with you~
She told me about her boyfriend,
He cheated, and hurt her bad...
I told her not to worry...
But in the inside I was getting mad.
I held back my anger...
And I comforted her instead.
Playing with her hair,
She lay still on my bed.
I leaned over to kiss her cheek,
She smiled and turned to me.
~Thank you for being there...
I Have finally learned to see~
With that she drifted off,
I left her quietly sleeping.
~How could anyone want to hurt her? ~
I ran through thoughts, my heart leaping.
I met up with her boyfriend,
Swung out of pure love and rage.
A knife stabbed through my stomach..
~God where were you today?~
My head smacking onto the pavement,
My breath getting thin...
My vision blurred and fading slowly...
This was a battle I could never win.
As this darkness consumes me...
Light fills my eyes...
I am proud to have lost my life,
If it meant ending her cries...
(Grammar and capital letters fixed)
(I have recently discovered this poem being used on two different sites, where the poster passed it off as their own. While it does indicate the poem was enjoyed it is also very disheartening, to know someone would do it. )
- by Riku karisama |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/03/2010 |
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- Title: You will find someoneelse
- Artist: Riku karisama
- Description: ..............<3
- Date: 03/03/2010
- Tags: will find someoneelse
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Comments (2 Comments)
- nbetweener - 03/09/2010
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Pretty good, especially considering the bar around here. I'm not sure I like the title, though...maybe it's just me.
You leave it unresolved, or, worse yet, at an obvious failure. Then you act as if the hero won...he's dying, we have no idea if he "[ended] her cries" or not, since we don't know if he did more than a symbolic single swing. I am left confused and somewhat angry...if the knife wielding ess-oh-bee lived...I may have to write a sequel.
The rhyme and flow are solid, though. - Report As Spam
- Kitana_Hasanobi - 03/05/2010
- Im sorry someone stole your work!!! i hate when people do that....you should get your stuff published so theres no doubt you wrote it.
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