ophelia

catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
edited March 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she lays in a stream
as she drifts along with the leaves
her senses dulled
her heartache lulled
for promises not meant to keep
she thought he loved her
he never did
she thought she knew him
she was misled
so now she floats among the leaves
the flowers and the fishes
and wonders whether to be
...or not
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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