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Distance
Contributed by
enamat
on
Sunday, 20th March 2005 @ 01:48:50 PM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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Summer rain in the midst of autumn
awakes my ache for you.
I’m slightly deranged
you’re far out of my range
but I’m aiming my shot at you
I’m aiming my hopes at you.
Don’t you worry, there is no danger
my bullet is never goanna rich you
what I know I’m never goanna teach you.
My shot won’t bring you down
distance is bulletproof for any gun.
Sudden hunger awoke my senses
foolishness made me
brake down the fences.
Thoughtless is a notion
of sending my all to a land unknown,
destination far from here,
knowing what I have to say
you’re never goanna hear.
Slightly discouraged by
overwhelming space
my hopes will give up the chase.
Rest assure, you’ll be left alone
deeply engaged in world of your own.
Just a temporary blindness on my side
made me forget,
your remoteness is too much for my pride.
Severe invasion on your being
ended before it began
I’ll put down my weapons
and walk away, while I still can.
You will stay in the dark
Oblivious of my endeavor
finely my eyes are open
you’re not meant to be my savior.
Copyright ©
enamat
... [
2005-03-20 13:48:50] (Date/Time posted on
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