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    Why

    A year gone by I wander why
    what went wrong what went right
    I've waited for you to come back to me
    Hold me tight and set me free
    In a valley far from here
    I find your face masked in here
    where roses wither and dead men walk
    where satan's crows have taken flocks
    I thought you'd cry for me like I cried for you
    but now theres nothing left to do you've fallen too far
    I can't bring you back to me
    You've taken me where I soon dread to be
    and now i sit here locked alone
    no one
    prone to tell the truth again
    what happened to you
    my dear friend
    seal the coffin
    set the grave
    hold your heart please be brave
    you were brave enough to let us go
    breathe your pain and let it flow
    I say goodbye with no regrets
    Remember our souls with tattered fret

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

    princess0809’s Poems (17)

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    Thank You 1
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    If You Ever Need Me 0
    Why 0
    Thoughts 0
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    Friend Of Mine 0
    In your Eyes 1
    Empty 0
    TIME 1