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- poetry - Sweet Revenge when Love Demands -
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Sunday, June 03, 2007
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Here is one of my latest writings :). Carpe Diem and the love for poetry never ends! Please read and review! Thanks! Enjoy!
Many eyes were looking down on me I sweep my feet and flew right into them I seek for the revenge I have wanted to claim I dare to fight for the lost, I have suffered enough I shall no longer cry but to laugh I walk in like I belong to them; to their community I was the same But I am my own kind, the last in my line And the first to declined, their kind, one at a time The pleats on my dress, has gotten wet by the rain As the hands of one of them, wrapped me with much pain But it was the gentleness, has kept me forgotten The reason why, as I feel like I was in heaven I feel the wet coats, and the drops of water on them Penetrating through my dress, and I feel his caressed His eyes are gorgeous, as mine were buried in them His eyes are in its darkest moon, which had kept me swoon I feel much love, but at the same time I feel so much hatred To his kind, but having him around, I feel jaded © Copyright 2007 Alsa Haslinda. All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of Alsa Haslinda.
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