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Break My Fingers If I Get Poetic Again

Stare into the noonday sun
and feel the heat upon me
I used to know a girl who turned me ’round
crazy and beautiful and a little bit scary
she stole my heart away.
Days pass by, the girl is gone
nothing but memories of yesterday.
Thinking back on early love
it’s easy to dismiss
feelings that were once so strong
no more than a shadow’s kiss today.

Stare into the noonday sun
and feel the heat upon me
These days I know a woman who’s turned me ’round
crazy and beautiful and much more scary
she steals my heart away.
Days pass by and I wonder
will she become just memories too?
Or is this what I’ll look upon
years from this time now
and realize these feelings
are the ones that do not fade away.

The one constant in life we can always count on is that I will hurt you

Oh hey! It’s a crappy poetry day! I need to get out more, I think. I see the sun shining through the blinds, but I’m sitting here with bad lighting, pain and a seriously funky attitude just beyond the sunbeams.

Yes you’re beautiful
and I love you so
Too bad I have to lie
and never tell you though

If the truth sets you free
I’ll spend my life in slavery
Fearful of what you’d say
or what you thought of me

You are so beautiful
it hurts to know
I always want to hold you
but I cannot do so

You’ll never be mine,
I’ll always be yours
silently waiting
for a love that doesn’t know

Destroy me, caress me
Set me free, please
I don’t know how much longer
I can live with thoughts like these

Yes you’re beautiful
and I love you so.