Her Last Night Poem by Rodney R. Cooper

Her Last Night



On a this midnight I know now that she is living.
Never to retun for I have hurt her so bad she can't
be near me. So here I lay keeping like I'm sleep
and receving one last kiss on the cheek then
then I hear her walk out the door I can't help but weep...

Friday, June 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love lost
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Loseing the one I love cuse I hurt her.
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