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silent screams.. .

Contributed by Nate on Monday, 28th July 2003 @ 05:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



My Eatable heart,
so tender and raw,
tryin to pick it back up,
before i fall,
i'm takin my dreams with me,
they are mine to keep,
never in your life could you experience,
hate this deep,
so deep that you love,
to be shoved away,
so deep that you want to die,
'fore you old and gray,
this way that i feel,
can't be explained,
i'm so used to being dropped,
i feel no pain,
insane,
prayin to god,
maybe he will answer me soon,
prayin' upon the fool's moon,
never gettin response,
prayin' in the church,
yet i'm still hurt,
i don't understand why i am this way,
i lose women so quick i think i might be gay,
naw, never, i will always be straight,
i'm not a fascious,
i just don't like it that way,
today i think i might try for the girl i want,
instead of walking around putting up a big front,
must i be blunt?,
i'm in love with my best friend,
the only one who understands,
and stands by me till the end,
begin again,
i want to start over new,
my heart hurts so bad i don't know what to do,
to prove my love is true to the one and only,
her,
maybe i could be nice uh,
the beautiful girl aissa,
i know she doesn't need a man in her life,
but i would give anything,
to make her my wife,
why must we have so much trust,
i wish we just met,
then maybe i would have the courage to say it,
to tell her i love her with all of my heart,
'cept the part that transfers blood,
but it's a start,
apart from the point i don't like her man,
i wanna be the man she loves i know i can,
fanned apon the mist of my words,
my voice cracks,
im waiting for something to come out,
not jack,
practically everything i ever wanted to say,
has been hidden deep in my heart this way,
i wanna go to oz talk to the wizard himself,
i'm not askin for a brain, i'm not askin for wealth,
i'm askin for that thing,
im not sure what it is called,
i'll just use my term,
i call it balls,
apparently i don't have enough to talk,
she walks by my side,
smiling away,
i see her beauty,
and i don't know what to say,
my eatable heart is bein chewed on it sucks,
how could i ever love this much?,
i don't beleive it's true,
what do i do?,
i wish i could hold her hand,
and kiss her cheek,
i wish i could be there for her,
when she wants to talk deep,
i want the be the one she runs to hug,
i want to be the one makin soup,
when she catches a bug,
i want to be the one there,
when times get rough,
i want to be the man she wants,
i want to be tough,
so much agony,
i don't bluff,
but i don't open my mouth,
and the times that i do,
nothing comes out,
i'm sceaming and shouting every time she is around,
but she can't hear me,
cause i'm not making a sound,
i am sure now she loves me,
but how can i tell,
i don't want to ask,
and get told "go to hell",
oh well it is worth a shot i guess,
she loves me for me i don't have to impress,
insinuations coming out of my mouth,
i try so hard it won't come out,
i'll leave it alone,
seeing as im not sure of myself,
i'll wait it's okay long as i have my health... .




Copyright © Nate ... [ 2003-07-28 17:35:00]
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