Off the Face of the Earth

May 3, 2010
By harles SILVER, San Bruno, California
harles SILVER, San Bruno, California
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Favorite Quote:
"Immature poets imitate: Mature poets steal" -T.S. Eliot
Immature poets imitate: Mature poets steal; Real poets create - Harley Strazzarino

I’m here, you look over there.
I talk, you listen them.
I put my hand out, you refuse to grab hold.

If I die, would you care?
If you hurt me, would you stop to make sure I was okay.
If I fell of the face of the Earth, would you reach out to stop me?

If you could do any one thing, what would you do?
I would make you happy.

And if that means leaving, then I’ll leave.
I’ll let you find someone else.
I’ll fade into the mist.
I’ll just fall of the face of the Earth.

If it made you happy.
I would disappear

But just know that my love is forever, even if you never notice it

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