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As I Die In Roses

Poem By: Methelusa
Poetry


Tags: roses, death, love, mimmic

Just an old one, for old souls. View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Apr 3, 2007    Reads: 48    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   


Hidden feelings, hard to find

Open heart, cold inside.

Take some time off from today

A simple way to say goodbye.

And we're all let down again

'Cos we are left out, my friend.

It's another wasted day

Another chance to get away.

Burn your fingers on my thought

Your eyes sparkle for the cut-throat war

All we are is all alone

Waking in a useless dawn.

Don't you try to change your ways

Don't try to be perfect

Don't try to be yourself

Don't try to break your fall

Falling down, is falling far.

And don't come to play with me

As I lie roses

As I die in your bed

As I lie in roses

As I lie in your bed

As I die in roses.


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Comments:

From the archives?
Like it a lot! Great ending!

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Yeah, from the archives!

Well, if that's old it's very impressive. I like it a great deal. Dying words and dying thoughts are an interesting topic, I think: one likes to imagine they'd be poetic, but I'll be doing well if mine are anything other than "Holy shit, I'm dying." Oh, and "Don't you try to change your ways" should be the title of your first omnibus.

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Ha ha, yes! Thankyou very much, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

very good I ejoyed it thouroly

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou.

Another wonderful poem ..the ending was especially nice!

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou, I like those two corresponding images, always make for great lines.



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