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Serenity Tate Poems
the fear that love can drag out of a per...
i fear our love i fear that this relationship will come to an end, i fear that you will get bored of my pitty,
i never would have thought
i never thought the thoughts of love is a passion of pain, the things that happen in a relationship,
broken wings the broken wings of this angel is deprived in the soul, the wings at faint while the actions of a sinner grow incontrol,
i stand alone
mixed emotion the thoughts of a sinner and a saint, the feelings of the beauty and the harmful detour,
do you believe in dreams?
believe in dreams do you believe in dreams, am i in your dreams,
the world is far from perfect and so is ...
not perfect the candle flickers in the night,
i missing something and its scratching a...
wat im missing im missing the touch on my cheek, im missing the care he took of me,
the man i thought had no name
the man with no name he had no name, he would stare and smile where ever he went,
the loss in the fire
BURNT AND GONE the day it fell to the ground, memories and property all gone in an instant,
the arms that drives the condemd and mak...
loving arms at deep these arms are dear and loving, but the night where we took action is to deep for these arms to go,
the apology from the man in the shadows
the apology he followed her into the night, the shadows have been pushed to show his past,
the rain on a daughters shoulders
the rain the drops of cold water splashes my eyes, the dripplets from an upset father and mother,
the old timers bittersweet memories
the memories do you remember the memories of our old past, can you see the time you gave me that plastic ring saying i love you,
love has come for me
im in love the love has came to my heart, its the love that shows to all and just one,
Comments about Serenity Tate
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
the fear that love can drag out of a person
i fear our love
i fear that this relationship will come to an end,
i fear that you will get bored of my pitty,
i fear that i might say something wrong,
i fear that you will cheat because you cant see me,
i fear that i will not be missed if my life shall end early,
im scarred of the commitment and the honesty that we may share,
but most of all i fear of being ALONE.