When Sorry Isn'T Enough

Just stagger and swagger Myself onto a Dagger Always makes me more the madder- And my Mother none the sadder Still I hear her softly crying, All the while our Souls are sighing In heavy breaths, so close to Death- Upon the minutes dying...

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Robin Davis

Date: 11/22/2013 8:44:00 AM

Chan The Man You are making me sad again with these death poems. You are becoming very dear to me and I can't picture days without you. Love and Hugs Thanks for the good luck wishes and sweet comment on my Two Hearts Pairing poem

Just That Archaic Poet
Date: 11/22/2013 8:49:00 AM

Thanks for being the first person to comment on this piece, Sweet Pea :) It's an old poem, but you know me: I'm a big sad sack lol. Love you, sweetie! <3