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Where are you?
Contributed by
peacelovhppnes
on
Monday, 28th March 2005 @ 03:43:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Where are you
Even when you're infront of me, you're somewhere else
Your mind fancies the wonder
and mine the regret
You are permenant in my heart, taking over everything
Days of joy and laughs, and others of tears and tradegy
Our longing stares collide
You turn quickly to avoid confrontation
I stay looking deep
Trying to find a loop hole in your imagination
Could u recognize my face in the chaos
Or walk by as if I am invisable to you
I sit and stare into you're eyes
Hoping to endulge myself in your thoughts
Hoping to uncover the secrets you hide
Hoping to bring back the days when you weren't empty
Take me to the place where you run away and hide
the place where you suppress everything inside
Let me in your mind
Let me in your heart
Im begging you, take me back to the start
Copyright ©
peacelovhppnes
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2005-03-28 15:43:19]
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Re: Where are you?
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by JacobsKK on
Monday, 28th March 2005 @ 03:46:17 PM AEST
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Wow..You know, i really liked this poem. You're a good wordsmith, great job. :-)
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Re: Where are you?
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by Greenlee on
Tuesday, 29th March 2005 @ 11:34:08 AM AEST
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| I really liked it. It made me actually feel what the narrator was feeling. Well-written and sad but sad in a good way if that says anything worthwhile. |
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Re: Where are you?
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by zaknafein8891 on
Monday, 4th April 2005 @ 08:16:48 AM AEST
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this poem hit home hard... not from the speakers point of view, but the one spoken to...
...after all we face, all that we can do is walk on and keep writing... |
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