DarkVortex
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." -Robert Frost
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Post by DarkVortex on Sept 3, 2005 16:24:03 GMT -5
A night of all nights will begin when I close my eyes. There shall be no more worries or the sound of cries. For what is a dream when it is not of love. Every vision shows your the one I'm thinking of.
I deal with a pain so great, it tampers with my heart. Not letting go of my past and embark on a fresh new start. Is it the commitment of this one I dream about every night? Or the nervous spell in my eyes when she comes into sight.
Every time we talk, it is endless from night to pure day. Always expectating what next she might say. I would be lieing to myself if I said you didn't catch my eye. From your beauty and soft comments to when you cry.
I have your heart in mind when I want love and a friend. Theres no rhythm in a dance when we just pretend. So lets take to the dance floor and make it last forever. For every note in the music fits like we should, together.
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