THE CRIME OF MY LOVE

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    THE CRIME OF MY LOVE
    They said am too full of hatred
    When my love denial me
    Cause mournful moon has frown
    All I can see is joy full of pain

    Trying to hide away from the reality
    My heart will always remember
    The kisses and the feeling so strong
    Loving you is all I hold on to

    Woe to my heart who bears my love
    As present foe of grief my heart count
    Oh! mother of present woe
    Please listen to my cry

    As my heart is getting more woebegone
    Love is melting away
    Nothing is left of me
    Mother where am I?

    As trust, worthy and stauch
    Has made a fool out of me
    Upon my head is my sordid
    Save me from this dreadful pain

    Here in my darkest night hour
    I count all reason
    My crescent fount use
    As a puny way to jettison me

    please help me understand
    Why do you have to let go the brazen love
    Now the crime of my love
    Has put me where I belong

    Soul Passion

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    EyesOfRain commented on THE CRIME OF MY LOVE

    08-25-2012

    Another wonderful piece by you! So stunning and poignant. I loved your choice of words and just loved the piece. 10
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    pearlmikey2k

    09/13/2012

    thanks for your wonderful comment

    kelijah commented on THE CRIME OF MY LOVE

    11-27-2008

    yooo man u re deed keep it up
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    Chatcherry commented on THE CRIME OF MY LOVE

    11-24-2008

    You just keep loving and thy shall be loved back my brother Africa.
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    leslie commented on THE CRIME OF MY LOVE

    11-22-2008

    woo such a great writer.
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    Mary commented on THE CRIME OF MY LOVE

    11-20-2008

    Sometimes it hurt to see such feelings of pain. What crime did you commit Pearl?
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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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