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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
poetry from year 7.

Submitted: July 19, 2012

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Submitted: July 19, 2012




A hypnotizing sight

 Is set before mine eyes

But as one is set in tranquil trance,

Mine other simply cries.


For thou doth be in each arms grasp,

Just mere paces closer, be.

Thine metre deep eyes are known for beauty,

But I wonder if they can’st see.


For the truth is set before thine sight,

But thy vision is distractedly impaired,

The dreams and wishes, flaying me alive,

Shall be the only thing not shared.


Mine pain and suffering may be worth

Seeing thou smile, as tears shed,

But if mine sacrifices stay to keep my secret safe,

Next time we meet, I’ll be dead.


The hurt and aching throbs inside,

But I still cannot tell thee more,

As you pass me day by day,

The agony asks thou,



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