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Not he, not I
Contributed by
little_genna
on
Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 04:39:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
dedicatedpoems
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Sit there staring at him,
Knowing I can never have him.
My staring taken as unhappiness, but if only you knew,
You would be the unhappy one,
Not he, not I.
I love you but I’m not sure of my feelings,
For him!
Your, everything I’ve ever wanted,
Then he came along. Now I’m confused.
I feel the same for you both.
My staring taken as unhappiness, but if only you knew,
You would be the unhappy one,
Not he, not I.
I care so much for both, as if you were one.
This should not be,
You are single people.
But my heart says one.
This is insane,
How can I feel same about you?
My staring taken as unhappiness, but if only you knew,
You would be the unhappy one,
Not he, not I.
This is my word,
I will never hurt either of you,
You’re both part of my world.
That could not be without both,
Of you!
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Re: Not he, not I
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by forgottensorrow on
Thursday, 29th April 2004 @ 06:42:31 PM AEST
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Good poem, I like it. It shows the confusion and unhappiness the person would be going through.
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Re: Not he, not I
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by gmcse8 on
Saturday, 4th March 2006 @ 03:39:12 PM AEST
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| I LIKED THE REPETITION OF PHRASING IN THIS POEM.... GRABS YOU A LITTLE WITH THE FIRST LINE, "sat there staring at him". SAYS IT ALL. SETS UP THE POEM NICELY. ALSO THOUGHT "my staring taken as unhappiness" SAYS A GREAT DEAL WITH VERY FEW WORDS. THE ETERNAL TRIANGLE. ONE DAY YOU WILL HAVE TO TELL ME HOW THIS CAME OUT.......... BOB |
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