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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I wish she were dead If she were dead May be then i could have Had enjoyed her lie by me As deep nights surround us. If she were dead May be all she stood for Would be immortalized On cold stony floors. If she were dead May be the fantasies would cease That supersede reality But love never dies That's what they said. Humbly i bow, facing the end, As I've found, painfully, what life really meant. A fate all men face The inevitable end to the rat race we see, we feel, we fear What lies beneath our apathetic face. Hoping against all odds That beyond the doors of our faults Redemption, forgiveness, paradise, Await us, our self-pitying lies. In truth the summer dies. Monsoon's rains and winter's skies All hail the endless cycle The toil of years gone by. Our demise, Unquestionable obedience to Thy will. Would she regret it? Would she pray for one more chance? I swear by my death bed i'd pray for one more dance. One more time to stare into her eyes, One more sight, one more love driven crime. I wish she were dead May be then i could live for Another future, faded within our closed, Hidden destines. I wish i was dead. In another life i'd choose Another path i'd fall in to. Another choice, i'd fold in two. No, i know.. Given my breath once more Without a second glance over my shoulder, in a promiscuous heart beat I'd choose this this life once more.
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