#1
Into the distance I stare,
At a once known love,
A forgotten truth,
Exposed again.

Love is blind,
And deaf and mute,
I couldn't see,
Her and him.

Her and him,
Him and her,
Neither good for me,
A lovely tradgedy.

For what was found,
Is now again lost,
Love in the sand,
Twas in the palm of my hand,
Tis now in the palm of his.
#2
We should?

Really?

You need to firstly read the FAQ (found with the announcement at the top of this forum)

then you can critique a few other users stuff, link them to this, they will then be glad to comment. You don't demand it!
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.