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You'll Never Know |
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Laura Junior Member
since 1999-11-26
Posts 26 |
you'll never know my love for you, or just how much i care. you'll never know how my heart leaps, just because you're there. i love you from a distance, i'm too afraid to come close. because, rejection is unbarrable, when it comes from whom you love most. you'll never know how i adore your smile, how i tingle when it shows. and how i get a warm sensation, running from my head to my toes. you'll never know how i feel, because my feelings will never be made known. i tell you nothing of my love, though it means being alone. ------------------ Laura [This message has been edited by Laura (edited 12-02-1999).] |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
oh Laura, this is a lovely poem, but please tell that person, otherwise you'll never know  ------------------ What comes from the heart goes to the heart. Samuel Coleridge |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
I must agree with Dark Angel. . . the torture is not worth it. . . sometimes Laura, you have to take the risk. . . I know that it's hard, but you must find out. . . Strength my friend. . . Sven ------------------ That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
I must agree with Dark Angel and Sven, Laura....don't keep it a secret... Thanks for sharing!... ------------------ A soul that writes from the heart and shares it, truly gives a gift extraordinaire! |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Laura - Welcome to our corner. You so aptly shared with us. Time to share with him? Don't do your watching from two blocks away. The love in your heart shouldn't be kept in. I think all who've read and praised your rhyme agree. Share it with the one you were thinking of when you set this poem free. ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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