My Rose My blood ran cold for just a moment
My rose had been plucked by a single bullet
Our souls were one and h... |
Death Poems | Posted: 05/21/2005 @ 11:42pm |
Days of Yore It all seems so familiar, as if she’s seen it before
It all seems so crazed; as if it was from the dizzy ... |
Depression Poems | Posted: 05/21/2005 @ 4:08pm |
My Own This sunset is my own
Although I do not own it.
My sadness claws at my thoughts
Like nothing I do know
... |
Other Poems | Posted: 05/16/2005 @ 10:45am |
Grave of the Forest And as you stand upon your hill
You look down to see your till
And as you stare and began to cry
You se... |
Nature Poems | Posted: 05/11/2005 @ 10:53pm |