She was so beautiful
And like a rose
She had thorns
And like a dagger
She pierced my heart
My soul
My sand of time
Vial dropping sand grain by grain
And oh the pain
Plain in the rain
I saw her
And like a stain
On my life
I now live in strife
For the loss of my wife
And sweet melodies sung by the greatest church choirs
the greatest castratos
could not compare
to the love we had there
it was but a bright flare
burnt right
in the shadows of night
and you you you
you were so you
and the slew of oooohoooh
was it true?
Ack cough
I can’t go on
Make me poem of the day
Please…
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 1:11 PM UTC
She was so beautiful
And like a rose
She had thorns
And like a dagger
She pierced my heart
My soul
My sand of time
Vial dropping sand grain by grain
And oh the pain
Plain in the rain
I saw her
And like a stain
On my life
I now live in strife
For the loss of my wife
And sweet melodies sung by the greatest church choirs
the greatest castratos
could not compare
to the love we had there
it was but a bright flare
burnt right
in the shadows of night
and you you you
you were so you
and the slew of oooohoooh
was it true?
Ack cough
I can’t go on
Make me poem of the day
Please…