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You picked me up
Dusted me off
In the process,
You also wrote your name …
On my heart

But for me to write mine
You’d have to be forced
Tie you with chains
Hold you, heart and brain apart

But you confuse me
Sometimes it feels
Feels like your heart waits…
For me to write on it
And then it feels as if
It waits for another to dart

Forgive me
But I will always wait
Wait for the moment
The moment you weaken
The moment your brain
learns to see

That moment
Where your heart will be free
To speak for itself
And maybe
Just maybe
It will choose me



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Akz13 said...
Jul. 8, 2011 at 3:22 pm:
hey pls feel free to leave comments and offer constructive criticism. poetry is a great love of mine and i would love to perfect it. thanx...
 
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Jul. 3, 2011 at 11:14 am:
i so know how this feels. this is an awesome poem. relatable. keep it up
 
Akz13 replied...
Jul. 6, 2011 at 6:35 pm :

thank you... it feels really awful!!! thanx again

 

 
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