Poetry: "memories..."
I think that went well, the poem was well received without any critiques (I would have welcomed them though). So, I thought why not give it another try.
Here Goes...
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memories...
I felt your warmth,
without your touch.
(the fire from hearth,
couldn't compare as much)
I heard you sing,
without your voice.
(no rhythm could bring,
me more rejoice)
I felt you near,
while you were here.
(and it brings me tears,
'cause I miss you dear)
So, in the end,
I'd say it again.
I'd wish to live,
those memories again...
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Though, both of them encompass a different genre, still they are deeply related.
Peace out \./
Here Goes...
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memories...
I felt your warmth,
without your touch.
(the fire from hearth,
couldn't compare as much)
I heard you sing,
without your voice.
(no rhythm could bring,
me more rejoice)
I felt you near,
while you were here.
(and it brings me tears,
'cause I miss you dear)
So, in the end,
I'd say it again.
I'd wish to live,
those memories again...
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Though, both of them encompass a different genre, still they are deeply related.
Peace out \./
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