I thought i lost this when i reformated my computer woh...

[muffinamayo]

This is a high school poem i wrote that i found in a weird folder in my computer...for those who know me have mostlikely read it but enjoy again...

Foresee everyday a person,
Beyond all or ever created,
As if God made her,
More vibrant than others.
Foretell a person,
Like an angel of love,
Who stole Cupid's only arrow,
To compress my love.
Forsee her throughout the night,
Speaking to me with a tone,
That trees make with,
A colliding window.
Foretell her asking me questions,
About our old days,
That live on with compassion.
However, remembering her scent,
As I walk through life,
Wishing to be a famous person,
Of a gestapo.
I cannot bare.
Thinking of her love,
As I am alone,
With nothing but the clothes,
On my back,
And the shoes I stole.
Remembering how much,
Loss I've loved.
Praising her, my love,
My sin, more than any human,
Ever living or ever will.
Walking to the alter,
One last time.
Having our hands clutched,
Together one last time,
Wishing for more of the past.
Furthermore the death,
That I see below my feet.
I have repressed my love,
With distrustful prevarications.
I pull my hands up,
Then down.
Trying to forget the sorrow,
That I've met,
I establish this ceremony,
Of her life.
The whole world,
Has fallen down on me.
Damn the robber's distortion,
For his hands,
Have sinfully aged mine.
Needing the moment,
To say goodbye,
With last breath and strength,
She passed her love,
To the darkness she saw.
I, however, ignored her,
And with one fell swoop,
I became her,
The blood I spilt,
Gave us peace.