Open Poetry #38 |
Two Way Street |
tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US |
So much i want to say but cant say Lost in the mist of a cloud Still don't know where the hell I am Much to young to be entering this life A mood strikes over me an I cross words with you Betraying you ,lying to you Two lives Im living, yours I have forsaken Holding you as if I already lost you Could never tell you of the things I have signed What would you think of me now As I smile in your face night an day But inside holding a secret that would sweep you away I just don't want to lose you Now I know its how you felt with me when I found out your life I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I enjoyed the natural feeling of this one, and the tension you built. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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