For You
17 March, 2003
Author: Langston
Red is the color you sing to me
Black is the color you want me to be
Through the cold hard nights
And the blood-driven fights
Baby, you're all I want
When the darkness falls in wither time
You're all that's left for me to shine
I hold you high up over my head
Hold you baby,‘till I'm dead.
Cause baby, you're all I need
'Till the light comes up in my mellow mind
The thoughts of you are all I find
Could it be that I love you
I think it could be wonderfully true
'Cause baby, you're I feel
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Comments on this poem/writing:
cheesecake (24.72.92.94) -- Tuesday, April 8 2003, 10:36 pm superb! |
cheesecake (24.72.92.94) -- Tuesday, April 8 2003, 10:36 pm superb! |
Raul (208.254.109.22) -- Tuesday, April 15 2003, 04:24 pm great poem! this shows alot of feelings and emotions, keep up the great work! great poem again! |
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