He'll Listen
Contributed by
kiss4roq
on
Sunday, 1st April 2007 @ 11:15:19 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Hell listen
I sat, with an emotionless stare in a somewhat trance,
Looking at the tube, with no less than a glance,
Thinking to myself about what to say,
I dont know why I was acting that way
I just sat there, for two days straight,
Contemplating an unavoidable verbal fate,
I knew that I couldnt take it back, once I told him
I couldnt keep it in; emotions full to the brim
And thus it was, that once it was free,
I would sacrifice a lifetime; an eternity
But for a glimpse, a passing glance, the beauty of dependency,
Entranced, the final starlit dance forever ends in tragedy
Hell listen, I screamed, Hell listen, I swear
Trying to convince myself of that he would care,
And thus I dreamed, a shooting star was born of my illusion,
Saline skies, salty seas, make an immense delusion.
I took out a pen, and tablet or two,
Wrote down my thoughts, strokes of hue,
Smeared the ink with a single tear,
Closed my eyes, and its all I could hear.
I repeated it back, many a times, no emotions spared
Hell listen, Hell listen, I sweared
I whispered to myself, I love hm, I do
And I promise, he loves me, he loves me too.
I did fall hard the first time,
Oh, but it was so sublime,
But I didnt mind the bruises,
Because, My heart full of excuses.
I picked up the phone, dialed his number,
It rang, and my voice did cumber,
There was no answer,
So I called again, again no answer
I called once more,
I fell to the floor,
There was no answer, but I didnt care,
Hell listen, Hell listen I swear
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