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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You made me feel trapped with every kiss you planted on my lips, It felt like heaven, the sun held nothing to your burning passion, Electricity graced my tingling hands with every time we touched, Somehow I fell into deep and stumbled over the edge, And like a bad omen being awaken from a deep coma, The clouds gathered and the rain started, its rhythmic patter damping my will to hold on, I tried calling out to you but only echoes of silence returned my waning cries You were nowhere to be found, alone I wondered through the downpour, The thunder echoes across the sky, each lightening strike, casting darting shadows across these deserted walls A silhouette dashes across the empty path and my mind tricks me into thinking its you I entertain this notion and pursue it but as soon as I grasp it, the fictitious assailant disappears into thin air I fall to the ground defeated, I'm left spent and tired. Breathless, I'm left gasping for air but no amount of air is strong, enough to clear my senses, calm my nerves Soon the rain stops and the wind picks up, My bodies fire quivers with each strong push and pull from the wind, My spirit is insidiously dissipating, these chills aren't doing anything to subside the cold, My heart gives in to the bludgeoning grips of cold..... The colors all start to fade, the sounds all simmers down, And I finally ........ But then at the eleventh hour I find you by my side, You grab my hand, Don't let go, I hear you say, But its to late, the little breathe i have left within me, Escape my lips, formulating three words, a final cry from my cracking heart I expire and succumb to the blinding light, With your cries of despair scratching the roaring wind wide open. Geniuskin
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