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Too Late

She was standing there
So sweet, so innocent
So real, but so unreal
A creation
Of my imagination
It’s too good
To be true
A trickery
A loud bang
Cries
Her soft, dying breath
The words, at last, escape my lips
“I am sorry”
But it is far, far
Too late

 





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Powd3er said...
Jan. 22, 2010 at 2:34 pm
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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forever_his1993 said...
Jan. 21, 2010 at 12:27 pm
awe, this is a great poem. your really good!
 
josiebelle replied...
Jan. 24, 2010 at 8:19 am
loved it!! : D
 
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