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[bodytext] => Desperation Something to hang on to I breathe in I cough out Words are irrelevant When the object of affection Eludes your desire Confused You continue to admire A ghostly beauty Never really there In transparent visions She stares Her eyes big brown and opened Filled with possibilities The while world for out taking There was no mistaking She had the key To the doors of eternity Time has elapsed Significant space has untapped The potential to trap In your perpetual relapse I give you no second thoughts The first ones hurt In the days coming forth And in those that passed A complete image emerges You were not destined to last Failed on initiation Weighed down by manipulation Had me where you needed me Punched as you bleeded me Dry, nothing left Money gone My home torn My souls wrenched Oh god Give me the strength To put aside The immense Pressure of being something that was never my intent It is felt In the way you held my hand Slipping away Tips of fingers making their last stand As we swing separately Feet buried in distant sands Prescribe beaches Bordering foreign lands Bark a command And despite how much I can't stand your guts youur nuts I would drop everything and run into your deceitful hands ---- --- [comments] => 4 [counter] => 294 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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