The end of Love

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    The end of Love

    Hold me friend, for i have sinned

    dont pray for me pastor, im already condemed

    it wasnt me but i pulled the trigger

    judge, could i regret it? never

    Cry for me mother, because im not afraid

    dont look for me brother , some people dont change

    i didnt push him, but i helped him jump

    father now im free like water through a pump

    Kiss me stranger i have finally won

    dont forgive me child, loretta's not done

    he loved with me, so i just couldnt be nice

    fall in love with me, you should think twice.

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    HThibodeau commented on The end of Love

    05-28-2009

    That was really deep, I love how you put everyone important to you in the poem. Making it truly yours. Love it.
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    LorettaPurple

    05/28/2009

    thank you for saying so. it really means alot to hear that

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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