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Him
Contributed by
sweetlittlemandi
on
Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 12:15:08 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Always the loser of my own game
Can I help it that my heart cannot be tamed?
Always running before the shot's been fired
All this talk of love has made me tired
Always searching for that perfect match
Can't I for once be detached?
Always a prisoner to my own faults
My affection suffers as a result
Always wishing for this struggle to cease
Maybe someday I will find some inner peace
Always thinking that I've found the one
Only to have all my dreams come undone
Always coming to brash conclusions
When my mind is filled with all these delusions
Always knowing that it's a petty, foolish crime
Yet, I'm forever the victim of my own rhyme
Always threatening to sever the throat of love
But push has never come to shove
Always loving with the eyes and not the heart
Can it be that this is what is tearing me apart?
Always the one to wonder where despair looms
That alone spells the certainty of doom
Always at the wrong end of Cupid's arrow
Why is it that I can't just walk the straight and narrow?
Always thinking of him
I hope this isn't just another whim
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2004-09-05 12:15:08]
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Re: Him
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by pixie on
Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 12:17:33 PM AEST
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I am sorry. love is supposed to be a good feeling, but sometimes it unfortunately isnt, this was a good write, a very emotional and honest write,
pixie xx |
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