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i develop patience and i think just if might but i can only see our ever burning light
i keep this burning light strong i keep it bright but this ever burning light
its going dead and i can see us begining to spread we grow further apart more like friends yes this is good but i want it to end i want us to grow as close as we sat being friends forever but closer than that
love is a emotion that not many people get to feel its better than football even stronger than a wall no one can break it, but as time goes by it can crumble and fall but like the wall it can be recovered made bigger and better than before
my one and only love is not sure she can say the word love she says that there once was a time but that its above its lost but like all lost things they can be found there is a chance just look inside and you never know you might find that pound of your heart saying my name over and over again untill its like pain if you think about me as much as you can then you can honestly say that im your man i might not be the best poet but i say what i feel i have spoke about my love to this special girl [comments] => 0 [counter] => 139 [topic] => 2 [informant] => cfcdeano [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
is this love ?

Contributed by cfcdeano on Saturday, 21st March 2009 @ 08:02:39 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



is this love i am felling or something less i fell i can wait and not be a pest
i develop patience and i think just if might but i can only see our ever burning light
i keep this burning light strong i keep it bright but this ever burning light
its going dead and i can see us begining to spread we grow further apart more like friends yes this is good but i want it to end i want us to grow as close as we sat being friends forever but closer than that
love is a emotion that not many people get to feel its better than football even stronger than a wall no one can break it, but as time goes by it can crumble and fall but like the wall it can be recovered made bigger and better than before
my one and only love is not sure she can say the word love she says that there once was a time but that its above its lost but like all lost things they can be found there is a chance just look inside and you never know you might find that pound of your heart saying my name over and over again untill its like pain if you think about me as much as you can then you can honestly say that im your man i might not be the best poet but i say what i feel i have spoke about my love to this special girl




Copyright © cfcdeano ... [ 2009-03-21 20:02:39]
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