OLD OLD OLD OLD poem. prolly from like 9th grade.

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Open Poetry #43

OLD OLD OLD OLD poem. prolly from like 9th grade.

PrestonThePoet
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since 2007-11-07

Posts 87

0 posted 2008-07-28 11:49 PM

You’re everything I want.
Everything I’m not.
I’m nothing you need.
Nothing I like.
We aren’t close in any way.
Easily a great pair;
Give me one chance.
Wouldn’t that be fair?
I want to prove to you.
I can be all you want to be.
Why won’t you believe me?
I watch you pass by my eyes.
Face calm, But my soul cries.
You’re all I ever need.
I’ll be cut along the way.
But alone, I will have to bleed.

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2008-07-29 07:53 AM

quote:
You’re everything I want.
Everything I’m not.

That makes for completion ...

Wishful and lovely poem.

Love,
Margherita

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