Sanity I cant take another golden smile, choose her instead Come on sweetie; please just empty out my head Packed to the rim with your unrestricted fibs Slipping out of this choking collar thats strapped to the leash in your fist
Youre a stubborn, ignorant, horribly handsome award But the requirements youre charging, I just cant afford The tears that rip down my cheeks show my untamable affection Your flaws are what make you disgustingly perfect
The unique echoes of my screams I cant resubmit They are only audible to me but I dont really give a shoot It better look like I dont care about what the heck goes on Because hiding the truth is almost impossible for this stupid girl
Come to your senses But wait, wait Will this action soak up instant regret or fate? Wondering whether to accept the gemstone or not
Its unbearably terrifying to make up my mind But it has to be done eventually over time And with a deep gaze into your sparkling eyes, your loyalty somehow shines through The way you smile so naturally at me Your eyes gleaming Your voice tender I come to my senses
-- Edited by Moonstar on Sunday 7th of June 2009 06:04:32 AM
I really like the choice of title for this one; it shows the undecided, and then the choices you make, and the sacrafices you have to give. It has nice descriptions, and is very smoothly running, like one of those little streams people have in their backyards. xD Anyways, I really like this poem too, Moony! I've replied to basically all your poems. I hope I don't bother you.
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07.08.13
okay, then. unfortunately loving an idiot who doesn't love me back. but i'm not falling. i just kind of... am. .
----------------------------- One of the best things I've written, probably. Almost like a song, huh? And I love the message, What message did YOU recieve from this poem? Tell me please. COMMENT!
Beautiful poem x3 The message I received? Well, I'd say, always stand strong, there's someone looking after you. Not necessarily God. Not for me anyway. But someone. x3
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."