Talk to me

Talk to me

A Poem by Thief Lord Alex
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For my ex-girlfriend

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We need to sit down
And talk this out
Cause I’ve wandered the town
Calming down so I won’t shout
 
I’m sick of trying to figure out why
Why you went and left me
It didn’t work out between you and I
Were we not meant to be?
 
I’m sick of acting like nothing’s there
Like we’re empty shells
I’m sick of acting like I don’t care
Like there’s nothing left of our former selves
 
I’m sick of trying to figure out why
Why you went and left me
It didn’t work out between you and I
Were we not meant to be?
 
Are you blind, can’t you see?
What you’ve done to this heart of mine?
Good thing we didn’t carve a heart on that tree
I don’t think I can take another heart felt sign
 
Of the love we used to share
A relationship destroyed by fears
But I don’t think that this is fair
Am I the only one who shed any tears?
 
I’m sick of trying to figure out why
Why you went and left me
It didn’t work between you and I
Were we not meant to be?
 
So I wander these city streets in the dark
Trying not to think of you
Through the gutters and under the street lamp arc
Trying not to think of all you put me through
 
We need to sit down
And talk this out
Cause I’ve wandered the town
I swear I won’t shout
 
I just want answers to these questions of mine
About the love of ours that’s past
Did I cross the boundary line?
Or were we just not meant to last?

© 2008 Thief Lord Alex


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i am wondering if this is a song... Well, if it is, this would be an awesome song...

this poem is beautiful!! wow... make me remember what happend a year ago LOL!!!!

juz move on...



Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on October 13, 2008

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Thief Lord Alex
Thief Lord Alex

Woodbridge, VA



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