To: Darksheare
All the writers groups say rewrite. Your work will get better, probably true, but I have only so many days to live. LOL
623 posted on
11/20/2003 11:30:20 AM PST by
Soaring Feather
(I have a sword in my hand. I am a poet bentfeather)
To: bentfeather
*chuckle*
Pantera - Cemetary Gates
Reverend, reverend
Is this some conspiracy?
Crucified for no sins
Her image - beneath me.
Lost within my plans for life
It all seems so unreal
I'm a man cut in half in this world
Left in my misery
The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes
It's nothing new for him to see
I didn't ask him why
I will remember
The love our souls had
Sworn to make
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see
Now is your (face)
Well I guess
You took my youth
I gave it all away
Like the birth of a
New found joy
This love would end in rage
And when she died
I couldn't cry
The pride within my soul
You left me incomplete
All alone as the
Memories now unfold
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetary gates
Sometimes when I'm alone
I wonder aloud
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past
Then set my soul free
Belong to me at last
Through all those
Complex years
I thought I was alone
I didn't care to look around
And make this world my own
And when she died
I should've cried and spared myself some pain...
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories still remain
The way we were
The chance to save my soul
And my concern is now in vain
Believe the word
I will unlock my door
And pass the cemetery gates
629 posted on
11/20/2003 11:45:10 AM PST by
Darksheare
(You think I'm innocent, not wild. Take me and see how much I'm tamed.)
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