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technoxmaniac

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Winter Mittens
He saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around her
And whispered "Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched her suffer
And saw her fade away
Although we loved her dearly,
We could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
 
technoxmaniac said:
He saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around her
And whispered "Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched her suffer
And saw her fade away
Although we loved her dearly,
We could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
Poems...


I hate them.
Don't ask why.
I just do.
 
technoxmaniac said:
He saw she was getting tired
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around her
And whispered "Come with me."
With tearful eyes we watched her suffer
And saw her fade away
Although we loved her dearly,
We could not make her stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands to rest.
He broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
@Hobo: Since when is love emo?
Nice poem by the way, techno.
 
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