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confessions

Contributed by Avila on Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 12:17:43 AM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

So where does one start,
When confessing about their heart?
Well on this particular day,
I’d just like to say,
With your touch and affection,
It’s useless to look in another direction.
I don’t understand what went wrong?
Maybe I felt like you were coming on a little too strong.
I’ve stopped trying to hide,
What I know you got me feeling inside.
You’ve made me grow,
Into someone I’ve never known,
Got me spilling emotions I’ve never have shown.
Is it all right,
That I dream of you at night?
At night when I'm lying in my bed,
You’re the only thing running through my head.
You’re my mornings first thought.
My deepest regret,
But what I can’t forget.
You’re my drive,
My only thrive.
Who should I thank for your complexion?
For your perfection, for your attention and you’re
Love’s affection?
There’s no replacement for my prize possession,
My one obsession.
Come 2night to kill this sorrow,
Let us kiss like there’s no tomorrow.
Since we’ve gone our separate ways,
I just can’t live these hectic days.
No one will hold back these tears in me,
Because right now I'm as lonely as one can be.
Everyday goes like a rush of heat,
I can’t sleep or even eat.
My heart beats at ease,
But inside there’s still a feeling I can’t release.
I may not know what it takes,
But I'm willing to learn from my mistakes.
Do you know how many tears these lips have tasted?
And why my time without you seems so wasted.
I’m counting down to the day,
To have you face to face and finally have the chance to say,
That I missed you everyday.

Copyright Â© Avila ... [ 2004-06-09 00:17:43]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: confessions (User Rating: 1 )
by abie05 on Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 06:14:14 AM AEST
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i like it ... it's gud =)

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