This is another poem about that certain Girl,
who isn't really a secret anymore.
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I'm sitting here and I'm thinking,
thinking about these words,
these words that you speak,
my mind they trap,they're so... unique.
Wow,
The only three letters I can think of when I'm thinking of... You,
and its You that makes my day in each and every... way.
You know Alzheimer's runs in my family,
and if I don't remember you,
could you say You'd remember me?
When I'm thinking of things to say,
your image never leaves my... space,
your beauty hits me in the face like the razor sharp spray,
from a can of... mace.
When I try to sleep at night,
I am forced to put up with this constant internal... fight,
your words are like waves,
tossing me up and twisting me all about,
but Girl, I stay in the water
because I enjoy the feeling I get when I hear the sound of those waves,
they leave me with no... doubt.
Those waves,
or words,
or whatever it is...
they come from You,
and You...
are the reason I'd like to say,
if I had the chance to leave this world today,
trust me I'd stay.
-Live [Again]st Poetry
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
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