Think about the ones you love
They’re as beautiful as doves
Your dreams
Are like beams
They crack, they fall
They leave, you bawl
The seasons change
While so do you
You think not of a change
But you really do
Remember the hate
Remember the sin
It’s not too late
They will not win
The time comes near
Slowly I leave
Once a living soul
Now a forgotten soul
We must understand
Or we couldn't of land
We were together, now apart
A full, now broken heart
He left, he forgot
He trusted the whole lot
The break of dawn
I am gone
Free to above
Happily with the angles
I did & still do love
The one who tried to save me…
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Comments2
Beautifully written and expressed
#1 you say you have true love for familyy oubawling=\Crying~speak of in your second cuplet hopes & dreamsbeing dashed in you're second cuplet als political seanson's Aka ~ = #3 cou\plet the old president OBAMA and new
new president the Donald and or akathe trumpiter~ #4coupletwhen dawn breaks tomorrow you will kill yuo're self?at least metoforicly !=couplet 5last and final couplet othe democratic party= last and final 2 lines =couplet=
to this very metiiforical poem i have penljum since I google 1960's
song titled penulum swings as a penulum do by Roger Millerwriter & producer King of the road orate
/producrer/writer/singer every line a metafor you're everlasting night in shinning armour. nice evry couplet a hide message in metofor, thanks for sharing ww
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this one statement sooner late the human race will have WW 3 a neclearor war
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