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When I woke I missed the words I said everyday.
The sunlight reaching through the blinds of your window.
Devistation caught me in the air.
Seven plus Five
Will lead me to you.
Please hold on to my heart for my return.
Stay strong, keep whispers out
Beauty drips down my window pane as I write this.
Only I feel I can’t see beauty without you.
The miles won’t tear me apart.
Because I adore you.
Your words bring me to a sense of a genuine stone.
Trying to become something.
You will make me the person I want to be in 100 years.
I will help make you into who you want to be.
Silver and Gold is not what matters.
Laughs, Kisses, and the conversation of two is it.
I’ll tell you I’m not perfect.
My words don’t come out right.
But I promise.
I will do anything.
I will do everything.
You’ll catch me when I fall.
Dream with me.
Believe in me.
| I hate to sound cliché, but I can really relate to your poem. I think you're writing about an ex, and the person that I can relate this to, I never even dated, just never had the courage to stand up and tell them how I felt. |
This was beautifully written and the imagery was very powerful. A job well done.
|| Posted on 2007-11-19 00:00:00 | by Toxic_Rayne | [ Reply to This ] |