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Undecided
Contributed by
jada
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Thursday, 22nd March 2007 @ 09:55:45 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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I cannot describe what i feel for you.
I have to choose if your love is something i want, or something to lose.
But can I stand to lose your heart or your touch?
Is your love for me real ?
Will your love be enough?
you touch stays in my memory.
Its the kind of touch I feel in my dreams.
But we live in seperate worlds that keep us apart.
we cant be together and that tears at my heart.
I look at you everyday and use the words "what if...."
Would you want what I have or anything i could give?
Is this love only a love we create in our minds?
will fate put us together with out us even trying?
Take control of my mind..and tell me what should i feel...
cause over you im obssessed and my heart tells me this is real.
Will this be another story with tragic end?
or a heartbreak story that will never end?
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jada
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2007-03-22 21:55:45] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Undecided
(User Rating: 1 ) by ferasdour on
Saturday, 24th March 2007 @ 06:35:51 PM AEST (User
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whether or not it was created by minds or genuine compassion, if you simply enlighten others to your fealings on it then mabey they (the "object" of your "afection") will help you in understanding. just as well, like the phrase "it's better to have loved and lost..." well, it does prove to keep the mind more stable if you simply give in to whatever your proverbial "heart" does so declare. but if you just so happen to be massochistic then by all means, let your mind bw trubled by these things.
p.s. mind control will only help you know anything about anything eles stated in this poem if you use thier conection to you as a means of connecting into them. it's no different than a minut form of hacking but with more thought. |
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