Before you start reading this, I really want you to know my English might happen to be not quite as good as the most of you at this site. As a poet, I know poems can suffer from a lack of vocabulary, so they'll be lacking something too. Without a doubt, this poems will be much less good as the ones English writers make. Furthermore, I'm 13 and live in Holland, so be prepared and don't be dissapointed (-:
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Unexpected... The things I'll do
I’m
I’m going
I’m going to
I’m going to make
I’m going to make love
I’m going to make lovely omelettes
Heaven couldn't wait (But I am here with you)
Covered with tears
So sad and cold
Soaked by fears
Memories we had to hold
But give it a try, and you will see
Your heart is beating inside of me
Open your heart, so you can seeMy spirit is yours, wild and free
So close your eyes, and I will be
The leaves falling in the fall
The brightest star you’ll ever see
I am not death at all
Death and desire
I walk to a place
That no lamp will enlight
Not a candle will burn
Here, for p*censored*ion and delight
And love was my poison
The moist, forbidden kiss
And I drank the hunger in his eyes
As he engulfed me with his bliss
And I just couldn't help it.....
I now stand in a placeWhere the death is alive
When your luck is your torture
And your fears will revive Yet, I never was so delighted....
As a phoenix I stood there.
Enlightened.
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