Topic: Now look at the mess that I'm in. | |
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(This will be the last poem I ever write this way, the next one will be happy, or there will never be another one)
I am through with darkness I'm done with the pain I will no longer look out at a clear hot day and see nothing but rain My heart is switched I wait no more for a perfect companion to just walk through my door I am just a man Imperfect in all to expect the perfect timing Only sets both up to fall dillusional, unsubstantial, incomplete Crazy my thoughts have been the heart sometimes nievely fools itself pretending it has seen So I'll walk away Always looking behind me I'm weak like that, I still want you to find me. Crazy it is to even speak Crazy to always give in I always listen to the words of my heart Now look at the mess that I'm in. |
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i like this. i equally like emotional poems of both spectrums..
great write.. |
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Aw, Dro - it is beautiful
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Very Touching..
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Shedding.... life is full is it not,, happy, sad and the Awe moments
of understanding,, let all that ails you go,, let the journey begin may the road you travel bring much enlightment,, Beautiful write |
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I really do like.. BEAUTIFUL
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Nice write...and nothing wrong with putting a pen to your emotions...good or bad. Thanks for sharing this
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Hey Mr Alex, don't forget that the darkness also comes form within just as the love that brings brightness and with it we appreciate the brightness that much more.
Just cause there has been a string of dark words flowing that they will go on forever but it is good to share them as it will help you and may help another as well. (((((ALEX))))) |
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