Like A Friend

May 1, 2012
By JaymeRose SILVER, Trent, South Dakota
JaymeRose SILVER, Trent, South Dakota
6 articles 4 photos 8 comments

So my cold heart has been turning; yet I feel this constant burning

Here I sit in my tears waiting for you to come through the door

In the dark to which I’m peering, all alone to which I’m fearing

Like a friend you sit here hearing all my words down to the core

Just like a friend you give advice, all your words sink to the core

That’s what you were always for

The author's comments:
I had to write this peom similar to the work at Edgar Allen Poem (T he Raven)

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on Jun. 9 2012 at 1:47 am

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