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Reply With QuoteHmm. This really left me wanting to know more. It felt like you started telling me a juicy secret, and then you pulled away before revealing it completly.
Many people arrive to see the funeral.
The sky is as dark as the clothes below.
Rain falls hard just like the tears out of the eyes.
All but just one and those are mine.
The man was popular.
Yet he had a dark past.
All did not know.
Except for me.
As nice as he was he was hiding something.
Like the bloodstained knife held under his shirt.
Yes I knew what happened.
He killed them all.
And this was something I could never forgive.
Everybody wondered who was the killer.
Except for me.
I know the past and the current.
What his death was caused.
And with this knowledge I have to say.
This was a magnificent funeral.
Writer's Notes: Well, I tried another non-rhyming poem. I don't think I'm very good at them, but I guess I'll try, see what people think. Anyways, tell me what you think and again, thanks for reading.
Last edited by Chaos105; Aug 01, 2007 at 06:35 PM.
They say, "I will die for my country." I never hear them say, "I will kill for my country."
Hmm. This really left me wanting to know more. It felt like you started telling me a juicy secret, and then you pulled away before revealing it completly.
... Not Ever Again...
Yeah, I wanted it to be like you know some of it, but not all and the rest of it is up to your imagination. It kinda reminds me of another poem I wrote a while back. I probably could put more in it revealing what the secret is, but I'll just leave it at that.
They say, "I will die for my country." I never hear them say, "I will kill for my country."
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