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Some Poetry

This is one of the poems/lyrics I wrote during my, er, "melancholic" moments. Those are long gone, I think. :P

No matter the situation (and believe me I am a very happy person right now), I've been writing about areas like these. So don't mind me.


I don't know myself anymore than you do
But I'm trying to
I know your name and the other things you keep in pretense,
You're less than honest
I guess that's not true
I just don't know you well enough
To keep on bleeding like this
I wish to know the taste of your kiss
But bliss... falls short...
And this won't work.

I keep on dreaming like consciousness is absurd
I keep on dreaming
The days I grow into are harder to live by
Last I heard
You're still with him
And I just hope you're well enough
So I won't keep bleeding like this
I wish it were my lips you kiss
But more than this
I wish
This would stop.
 

This entry was posted 9/07/2005 03:04:00 PM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.

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Comment by Blogger vaN 9:24 PM

musta po!? =)

hee... was just bloghoppin... and next thing i know i stumble by your blog...i think your poetry's pretty cool, and ur blog too!!!

Anyhoo, keep bloggin!    



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