Being left out of a world,
I wish was mine,
Falling behind, Running away,
Loosing time..
Feeling alone & cold,
Wishing you were here,
Wishing I were there,
Calm my every fear..
But you're falling behind,
& Running away,
You're loosing time,
And un-willing to stay,
You don't feel the cold,
Or realise i'm not there,
Are you alone?
Do you ever wish you were here?
Tell me the real answer,
Do you wish your world was mine,
Or will you be forever running,
Leaving me behind...
©2006-2008 ~Gracies-Poetry
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Maybe life is meant to be hard.. I just don't want the only thing I find perfect to become un-done..
Date Written: 2006
*Please be kind on my poems, as they are very personal*
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Date Written: 2006
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I felt his lips, Upon my fingertips, I traced the moment.. & fell forever
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I felt his lips, Upon my fingertips, I traced the moment.. & fell forever
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“To write the poem of the human conscience, if only of one man, even the most insignificant of man, would be to swallow up all epics in a superior and definitive epic.”
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The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.
Or realise i'm not there,
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