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Free verse № 3435

untitled

Member since 2002 · Posted 8 Jul 2002 · 2 comments

If I died in your arms How long would you hold me How long would it take you to let me go Does this time measure your love? If I died in your arms How long would you remember me How many memories would you recall Does this amount measure your love? 'Cuz there's this funny thing about me Everything must be proven Must be measured and compared If I can't see your love, it doesn't exsist. If you died in my arms I'd never let go I'd carry you in my heart forever Does this measure enough for you? If you died in my arms How could I forget you You'd be in my mind always Does this measure enough for you? 'Cuz there's this funny thing about me I can't prove anything I feel it but don't show it So this is my love Poured, measured. and prepared for you.

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[6] nentwined 8-Jul-02/5:32 PM Reply
I like what you're saying here a lot, but stumble through how you say it.
[7] LilMsLadyPoet 11-Jul-05/9:32 PM Reply
typo> exist not exsist...other than that, I thought I wasn't going to like this, but then it sorta grew on me. I am not sure where the 'poured' and 'prepared' came into the picture, as that seems to be about cooking...but the rest I get, and haven't seen it said like that. original.