When I Say Goodbye
You’ll be gone soon.
You’ll be dead
The day I start to live;
I’ll drift you away
Like a feather in space...
I bid you farewell.
Unbound and unleashed..Rethought from A to Z...Pages turned incessantly..In hopes of finding ME...
You’ll be gone soon.
You’ll be dead
The day I start to live;
I’ll drift you away
Like a feather in space...
I bid you farewell.
City Tree by Dan S, inspired by stiletto.love.
4 afterthoughts :
it ended b4 i could feel the initiation of my effort :-P
nvrmind... waitin 4 ur nxt poem....
nice and evil
short but nice one... it ud ve been better if yo had added a few more phrases n lines... a nice one though
HI friend,
The sound bits takes one away to unknown lands...but your words sound lacking in hope!
Take as much hope you want from me and my words! I listen to the mystery ticks from eternity every moment...
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