Pained Poetry

Pained Poetry

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Looking back at how we used to be



you and me


I feel the desire to bring you back



but has the time passed?


Is it too late... or am I on time?



look at how you make me rhyme!


Your love set me free



but it still attracts me


But for anyone else to be with me, it is too late



no one else can relate. . .


I dream of your crooked smile and the life



that was once in your eyes.


When thoughts of you invade my mind...



i want just to make you mine.


The urge to be near you is so strong



i dont think this can go on too long


Each month, week, ay, hour, minute, second



it makes me long for you more, your hand


I just need you hear by me



the way it used to be


So close now I can taste your smell



this place, a torturous hell


But I'd walk through hell to be with you



for once, my love {only for you} is true.

© 2010


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Added on February 10, 2010
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