In the park where I dwell, I met a man I loved so well, then one day I saw him walking hand and hand with a girl who I thought was my best friend. I ran stright home and stright to bed, not a word to my mother was evey said. myfather cme home late that night, he had looked for me left and right, he opened my door and he heart broke, he found me hanging from a rope, he got a knife and cut me down, and by my bed a note was found. Dig my grave and dig it deep, a marbil stone from head to feet, and on my grave please place a dove to show that I died for Love.
Reason for writing:
most of my poems just hit me like a tone of briks. No reason for some of them. They just come to me. It all comes deep from the heart.
Birth sign: Cancer
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