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Your stuck in my head As Im climbing these stairs, To a poetry book Recording you there Your smile, your eyes, so just take a look, I've hid you inside My poetry book. These words are just echos, Been written before The happyness, sadness, showing up more Its because some things can never be spoken, Less by laughter in lyrics, Or words that are broken. Some stories have been written, But have not been read Its lungs are still breathing, But they must be dead Cause some memories have faded Not that Im complaining Ill cry one more tear For the friendship we're making. You write me a song. Im captured with laughter, Even once more, And the time after. I dream of your voice, But it fades like a vapor, If I dont jot it down Write it on paper. My sleep is a slumber You accompany me in My lips sing a song I can dance with you in But your love is still learning To be more concerning. You live in completeness But my heart is still yearning. I can fight like a warrior Take on ten thousand Men If I can't do it once I will try it again But whence I behold you I am lost for a while Caught in your arms And your boyish, sweet, smile. I wish to be Lovely when caught in your eyes And my heart longs to be what makes your blue skys Too bad there is another Who looks at you too Her face like a curse Thats following you She could be everything I am and more So choose for forever And think of me no more But as you forget I cover the heart on my sleeve with a glove I fell for your heart And you rejected my love So I write it once more, As I climb these stairs To a poetry book Recording you there. Your smile, your eyes, so just take a look I hid you inside my poetry book. |
Amazing, truly amazing. The classic love story gone bad, you can't have both. I loved it, a few lines took me a few reads to absorb per say. It is near perfection in my eyes, but it could use a few tweaks. I can relate to what you're conveying. Too many times to we fall in love and dive in head first, just to be rejected and forgotten. I really like your taking on ten thousand men. It shows strength, but you go on to show how he makes you, a strong one, weak. It really stood out for me, and grabbed my attention and thought. So again, a few tweaks for perfection. Great job! | Posted on 2006-12-28 00:00:00 | by djtswing | [ Reply to This ] | |