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At you
Contributed by
somnium
on
Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 11:50:36 AM in AEST
Topic:
SecretLove
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I will walk on the curb
By your house, By your house
And look through your window
At you
And I will not knock
On your door, On your door
I'll just stand and look right
At you
I'll rue the things I can't undo
And taste the things that are of you
To remember my bride so blushing in blue
To remember the time that I could look
At you
And as your children
Play with you, Play with you
I'll see how their love points
At you
They could have been mine
Oh the chance, Oh the chance
If I had looked only
At you
I'll rue the things I can't undo
And taste the things that are of you
To remember my bride so blushing in blue
To remember the time that I could look
At you
So softly I turn
Now and leave, Now and leave
And those in your happier life stare
At you
To stay would be selfish
And hurtful, And hurtful
So I'll stick to memories
Of you
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2006-05-20 11:50:36]
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Re: At you
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by Aeturos on
Saturday, 20th May 2006 @ 04:41:51 PM AEST
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I love the soft, song-like repetition of this poem.
A very bitter-sweet piece. |
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