World Poem by Donald Edwards

World

Rating: 5.0


as i lay down to sleep
my wounds would begin to bleed
the pain to much to say
i would be a ship in the bleeding bay

hoping my life wouldnt have been a waste
while the world lost all its taste
i fought to bring it to peace

but at the cost of me in pieces
dont let my life go to waste
bring this world back its taste

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Violet Llewellyn 04 September 2007

I hate to be blunt, but this is the only poem of yours (as there are 8) that I thought was good. Tear me down if you wish... -Storm

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Donald Edwards

Donald Edwards

Buffalo, N.Y.
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