Giving up,
So I never get hurt...

One apprehensive night,
His arms closed around her tight...

Full of doubt,
Not sure what our love was all about...

I feel like crying just to let out the sadness,
I cant bear to live without her...

Rictameter-nine line poetry form has other...
Believe...

In the darkness nothing rests,
Carving and ripping out my heart...

I had something,
That no one had...

Death shall come to prate,
As I measure to the day...

Evening bell tolls,
As a story begins to unfold...

I need someone now more than ever,
I am alone and lovesick...

I am death,
I will rip away your soul...

Watching the stars at night,
I wish I could feel your touch...