Phil Whittaker

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Crimson Love - Poem by Phil Whittaker

And should i not wake do not greave,
For the crimson red upon my sleave
Is there not because of some mistake,
The tear in my armour is not as bad,
as the slit in my wishful thoughts,

I woke in heaven
Heaven is not you,
I wish, I wish, Oh how I wish,
I had bled tears instead of that crimson love.


Comments about Crimson Love by Phil Whittaker

  • (6/21/2006 12:36:00 PM)


    the last line is beautiful...lovely...nalini (Report) Reply

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  • (4/10/2006 7:44:00 PM)


    i like this alot, (thanks btw. for your comment! ! !) it reminds me of My Chemical Romance lyrics...very haunting, but i like it all the same
    :)
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 10, 2006



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