As I lay dying. My heart bleeds for thee. Beating slowly and rythmically. I can feel each pulse inside of me. I slowly close my eyes to a mortal world one last time. My body grows light as the life flows from me. My soul sinks into despair as I think of what I am leaving. My heart aches and my chest is heaving. One life left behind on this evening. As I lay dying. My heart bleeds for thee.
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Posted: Mar 2010
About this poem:
This is about the death of ones love when the other walks away.
DarkStarne Poetry (1)