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Its the middle of the day, And the time seems too slow. As I reminisce on the past, My feelings begin to grow. I believe in the latter, The ways people can change. Lost in my own little world, Everything seems deranged. I've lost all my faith, or so it would seem. Even when I look in your eyes, And see that beautiful gleam. This torment of pain Will always haunt. And our past in vain, Will forever taunt. If those words are real, Then I was a fool. In all things lust, I broke my only rule. Never to fall, And never to hurt. But in the end, My heart was burnt. |
I love this! This write flows so well. One promise you cant make to yourself ever -not to fall. Its out of our control. Fana | Posted on 2010-09-19 00:00:00 | by BusterLILblock | [ Reply to This ] | why is it that your poems are alwys kick ass? | way to rock. | Posted on 2010-09-18 00:00:00 | by PopRocksRae | [ Reply to This ] | |