I guess there was an accident and now its time for surgery/
The worst part is the waiting filled with sick people, infected with misory/
finally now its time to opperate on his love/
unfortunately, her heart has bled out all love/
Why did you have to die
(Burning out, I felt so useless)
You didn't have to lae
(But, the fable did us justice)
Now he walks out of the emergency room with the bloody hands/
he takes a sigh and says he does what he can/
There was a brutal fight/
the victim cries he has no one/
COMMENTS
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everlastingheartache
21:26 Oct 11 2009
ur good at writing poems
Vampiress121
19:10 Dec 23 2009
...i cant get enough of your poetry