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Things I do
written by psycho_bunny07:18 AM 9/17/04Things I do,
dont make sense to many but you,
weird things I say,
only are understood by you,
you keep me from being unscrewed,
completly unglued,
Once afraid of the sun,
locked away from the world,
you brought me out of the darkness,
you shed light on my tears.
Stupid things I do,
you love me through.
Silly ways I play,
make no diffrence to you.
How can I possibly be sad?
when your makeing me so glad?
Scars of my mind,
you see them as though your blind.
But you still wish you could rewind,
before the wounds were slashed,
before we were broken in half,
even though it cant be so,
its now alright with you.
So please tell me that no matter what I do,
you will still care,
because I wouldn't no what to do,
without you. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Ignored (9-17-2004 - 07:49 AM)
| Beautiful poem, i wish i couldve thought of it before you though, its just that cool. - Tommy |
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