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When I....

Jymmy Creasy


When I look into your eye's I see a fire burning inside
A soul praying for peace, a heart searching for love
When I touch your skin I can feel the pain that you had to bear
Each one tells a story, and has its own reason for being there
When I kiss your lip's I taste a piece of the passion you possess
It shows that your heart still beats and in return I shall give nothing less
When I hear your voice my soul rises from its grave
You give it something to live for something to save
When you leave my side and journey out into the unknown
I fear and worry for your safety while your all alone
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Submitted on September 02, 2012

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Scheme ABCCDDEEFF
Closest metre Iambic heptameter
Characters 583
Words 122
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 10
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Jymmy Creasy

I'm a working class skin, who has no faith in the future of the world. It's only downhill from here. I pray every night for the end and wake up every morning happier than the day before. In the chaos of my life I have found peace in my own sadness. All I have are the clothes on my back and the shoes on my feet and I love it that way... I'm not a rich man and never will be not because it's out of reach but because I hate money and greedy people... Everything I have ever have or will have I will end up giving away. "And call a man a fool, If for wealth he doesn't strive? Well then, Mr, you're a better man than I," more…

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