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The smell of roses,
As you take my hand,
And lead me into oblivion;
To those Incubus dreams,
Of passion nights,
And kisses from paradise;
But you led me away,
From all those things you were supposed to say,
You were to tell me:
Of visions of reality,
Illusions of dazzling beauty,
Heaven and humanity,
Of the sky,
And its colored hues,
Of the roses,
And their elusive blues;
But you led me away,
From all those things you were to say,
You took my hand,
And led me back to,
Our closeness with oblivion;
Back to,
Those dreadful Incubus dreams,
Of warm passion nights,
And those sweet kisses from paraidse;
Maybe one day,
You'll see my swelling pain,
And finally give in,
Keep your promises and,
Tell me those things,
That you were to tell me so long ago;
Visions of reality,
Illusions of shocking beauty,
Peaceful heaven and vengeful humanity,
The sky and,
Its burning colored hues,
The roses,
And their lovely but elusive blues;
- by StarChaser1715 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/13/2009 |
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- Title: You Were Supposed to Say
- Artist: StarChaser1715
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Description:
yay for my first submission^^; But yes, this is rather old, it's the first poem I actually sat down and wrote.
Not much to say on it, it kinda speaks for itself... - Date: 02/13/2009
- Tags: love forelorn roses happiness oblivion
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Comments (4 Comments)
- FallenAngel1340 - 07/25/2011
- Amazing! 5 out of 5
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- Hobs58 - 06/14/2010
- Beautiful
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- emeraldpuppy9 - 02/14/2009
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awesomely written X]
i <3 it
keep it up =]
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- before_he_was_my_love - 02/14/2009
- I love it....very well written..
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