I remember I met this girl,
and although we hadn't seen
or heard from the other for all those years between,
she stood still and unfettered
as I tried to learn my place,
how I wanted to look into her eyes and meet her face to face
in my haste however, I made some bad mistakes
until there was nothing left...
I created quite the mess that really fucked my chances
of her greeting me with a smile during all of my childish advances.
I want to tell her I'm sorry and it really wasn't me
but in hind sight had I known this would've happened
I would have gone to sleep,
with nothing left for me...
I wouldn't have held that hand
and made all those neurotic advances
would've kept to myself and not left everything to chances (failed)
when there would be something left.
I would've sat steady and observed the things I said
I didn't mean for all of this to blow right through her head,
and while I feel bad that she won't reply to me
chances are instead she's crying herself to sleep,
until there's nothing left.
Until there's nothing left to hold.
Thinking more on this, I wrote it a long time ago but It's not refined at all, still requires more work.
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Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
[love/rhyming] Short Poem, possible song
If you were rich
and I was poor
and I had money
and you had more
I'd still buy for you things you adore
because for you I can afford
things that shimmer and do not bore
things to show how much my feelings grown
things for you and you alone
because for you I can safely say
for nothing else I feel the way
should poverty come
should death come too
I'd be satisfied with only you
and I was poor
and I had money
and you had more
I'd still buy for you things you adore
because for you I can afford
things that shimmer and do not bore
things to show how much my feelings grown
things for you and you alone
because for you I can safely say
for nothing else I feel the way
should poverty come
should death come too
I'd be satisfied with only you
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