Crawling from a Weary Heart's Grave

January 5, 2011
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The sands of time has not fallen in my favor
If only there was a way to turn the clock upside down
Giving the life of me a new flavor
From which the taste of glory can be found!

A heart that had captivated the life of me
was pierced by the great arrow of her amour
The contents of my energy flows out with the cruelty
into my cold restless grave that I abhor

Underneath the most intensely scorching sun
I am left for dead in a weary heart's grave
But in the cold, icy night I become one

with myself and the dead, in a weary heart's grave
Yesterday I was the essence of love
Tomorrows' curtains reveal another chance at the affliction of being human
But This hardship will not be mine, It's my chance to save

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midnitewanderer said...
Feb. 11, 2011 at 5:55 pm
One word, stunning. I don't know why but I really like your writing style. It's somewhat intense, but also dramatic and deep.... hahahhaa but yah keep writing poetry because you're really good at it. =]
Jay P. replied...
Feb. 11, 2011 at 7:20 pm
once again, thank you so much! keep reading and ill write more shortly and hopefully it'll be up quick!  spread the word haha
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