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The Wrong Time

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simply_poetic
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0 posted 08-02-99 01:03 PM       View Profile for simply_poetic   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for simply_poetic

There was a time I met a man.
It was quite innocent, without plan.
He stirred feelings deep from inside,
With that, my true self could not hide.

We'd talk for hours, or so it seems.
I revealed to him my hopes and dreams.
He listened to all I had to say
As we grew closer everyday.

But happy endings never come
'least not for me, perhaps for some.
You see his heart, it was not free.
He loved another as well as me.

So here I sit with pen in hand
To write about this loving man,
Whose heart shall never truly be mine.
Love came to us at the wrong time.
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elvira
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since 07-06-99
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1 posted 08-02-99 01:13 PM       View Profile for elvira   Email elvira   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for elvira

*sigh*...i can definitely relate...Welcome simply_poetic

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If I had my mouth I would bite.
If I had my liberty I would do my liking.
In the mean time, let me be that I am, and seek not to alter me. ~Shakespeare~
hoot_owl_rn
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since 07-05-99
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Glen Hope, PA USA


2 posted 08-02-99 07:59 PM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

Very sad........it does seem to happen that way too doesn't it?

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"Nobody has measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold" ~Zelda Fitzgerald
 
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