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Array ( [sid] => 141560 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => 97 Percent [time] => 2008-04-13 12:57:16 [hometext] => I’m ninety-seven percent of what you need, inches away from being complete. [bodytext] => --------------__________------------

When I look into your eyes
I see that something has been left behind
through the smiles and gentle kisses
I see a heart still longing
a touch left unfulfilled
a kiss that is vapor to the wind

I’m ninety-seven percent of what you need
inches away from being complete
I could be your everything
your only wish
your only dream
if only I weren’t so human
and so bound within myself

But instead I’m ninety-seven percent
leaving love unfulfilled
and dreams untouched
just an imperfect hand
grasping at perfection
watching as you drift to the horizon
with your sliver of emptiness eating you away
seeking perfection with longing eyes
leaving me behind with every step you take

I know it’s only time until you’re gone
the quest for completion pulling you away
leaving my only dream shattered
my everything gone
and the ninety-seven percent of what I was destroyed
Too imperfect to be immortal
and not enough to be your one true love
just inches away from keeping you
but miles away from feeling your embrace

I can only watch as you disappear
into the blinding horizon light
slipping into your perfect love
without my ninety-seven percent heart
or the emptiness it leaves inside
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97 Percent

Contributed by MajesticPoet on Sunday, 13th April 2008 @ 12:57:16 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



--------------__________------------

When I look into your eyes
I see that something has been left behind
through the smiles and gentle kisses
I see a heart still longing
a touch left unfulfilled
a kiss that is vapor to the wind

I’m ninety-seven percent of what you need
inches away from being complete
I could be your everything
your only wish
your only dream
if only I weren’t so human
and so bound within myself

But instead I’m ninety-seven percent
leaving love unfulfilled
and dreams untouched
just an imperfect hand
grasping at perfection
watching as you drift to the horizon
with your sliver of emptiness eating you away
seeking perfection with longing eyes
leaving me behind with every step you take

I know it’s only time until you’re gone
the quest for completion pulling you away
leaving my only dream shattered
my everything gone
and the ninety-seven percent of what I was destroyed
Too imperfect to be immortal
and not enough to be your one true love
just inches away from keeping you
but miles away from feeling your embrace

I can only watch as you disappear
into the blinding horizon light
slipping into your perfect love
without my ninety-seven percent heart
or the emptiness it leaves inside




Copyright © MajesticPoet ... [ 2008-04-13 12:57:16]
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Re: 97 Percent (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Sunday, 13th April 2008 @ 01:38:02 PM AEST
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Sad but beautifully written.
huggs,
emy


Re: 97 Percent (User Rating: 1 )
by briana on Sunday, 13th April 2008 @ 10:35:45 PM AEST
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i think that its beautifully written! i could picture everything in my mind


Re: 97 Percent (User Rating: 1 )
by xxILoveTheSilencexx on Wednesday, 16th April 2008 @ 08:21:41 PM AEST
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wow that was pretty much amazing......=)
very good.....
keep up the good work




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