Something as beautiful as the ocean,
That's deep, wide, and blue.
Couldn't come close to my love for you!
You can't compare beauty to love.
It is like making a wish,
That you know won't come true
Showing posts with label old poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label old poem. Show all posts
Friday, February 27, 2009
That Thing Called Love
It's so amazing,
I can't believe it's real.
The pain is gone.
It's that thing called love,
That I feel.
Can this be it or am I dreaming?
I can only wish he's not plotting or scheming.
To play with one's heart,
Is not very kind.
Playing mind games from the start,
And heartache you will find.
So be true to your love,
For it is a gift sent from above.
It is only when you lose it.
That you will find,
It's that thing called love
that will last us a lifetime.
I can't believe it's real.
The pain is gone.
It's that thing called love,
That I feel.
Can this be it or am I dreaming?
I can only wish he's not plotting or scheming.
To play with one's heart,
Is not very kind.
Playing mind games from the start,
And heartache you will find.
So be true to your love,
For it is a gift sent from above.
It is only when you lose it.
That you will find,
It's that thing called love
that will last us a lifetime.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
choking on love!
My heart is beating overtime,
can't seem to get you off my mind.
I've been thinking about you all day long,
in my heart I know that something is wrong.
I wish I didn't feel this way,
for I am cold,
Untouchable and unkind.
You made me this way,
and expected me to be fine.
I wasn't...
I lost all hope.
Almost dying I started to choke.
can't seem to get you off my mind.
I've been thinking about you all day long,
in my heart I know that something is wrong.
I wish I didn't feel this way,
for I am cold,
Untouchable and unkind.
You made me this way,
and expected me to be fine.
I wasn't...
I lost all hope.
Almost dying I started to choke.
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Sunday, January 25, 2009
missing you
It's a cold and rainy night, and I just don't feel right.
My heart hurts, like it's never hurt before.
All because you left, you just walked out my door.
I know you'll be back, but I can't wait to see you again!
So I'll pour my heart out on paper, through this bleeding pen!
My heart hurts, like it's never hurt before.
All because you left, you just walked out my door.
I know you'll be back, but I can't wait to see you again!
So I'll pour my heart out on paper, through this bleeding pen!
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