Thursday, December 23, 2010

poemo

I hope that misery comes with a reward
I hope that love comes on it's own accord
I wish you the best, and only the best
I wish I could tell you the rest

I can't tell you, it's inside of me forever
with the knowledge we can never be together
So near to each other physically, emotionally a death bed
So unrested, you can talk to me, but not love me

It's her, I know it's her that's keeping you from me
Let go! Let go! It's time to let it be
You love her but never is she to be me
So compared so unfair so here comes misery

So fly far away from me
So I don't have to walk on tainted grass
I know that time has passed
But please know I need to be

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