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I'm afraid that lately, things have gotten complicated, There's another girl in my life, in addition to the one I've dated, I'm not sure how I feel, or even what to do, When it comes to love at age 23, I haven't got a clue
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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Lash and Drake, you're both great guys, and I know one thing that'll be true, that sooner or later, again and again, love will be good to you
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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Two weeks ago, I wrote a poem, about the girl who took my breath away It's what I'd want her to read, if I couldn't find the words to say
I'm proud of the poem, I wrote it when I felt passionate--at my best, It speaks what I want to say better than usual I'll try and enter it in a contest
Whether you'll like it, I can't guarentee it, but in the next post is where you can see it
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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It’s a strange and awful thing to feel, When it’s what you feel that’s forbidden, As hard as you try to push it back Those feelings just don’t remain hidden
It’s like you’ve had too much coffee, And your throat keeps staying dry, You want to tell her, you want her to know You want to hear the same reply
But too many lives would be ruined Including hers and yours, So thoughts of running away together, Are forced back behind closed doors
But you know when you see her smile, And she’s knows when you smile back, That you have a connection between you, And that’s something nothing will crack
The feeling remains and does not go away, So I say don’t even try, Although some lines may be uncrossable, Refuse to say goodbye
It’s hard to label a connection Or a moment with staying power But whatever it is, while it’s here Don’t allow it to go sour
To everyone else who doesn’t know, Nothing will be what it seems, Although they can’t know, I’m telling you now, You’re with me in my dreams
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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I always leave poetry to the professionals.
Thou wast all that to me, love, For which my soul did pine- A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine.
Ah, dream too bright to last! Ah, starry Hope! that didst arise But to be overcast! A voice from out the Future cries, "On! on!"–but o'er the Past (Dim gulf!) my spirit hovering lies Mute, motionless, aghast!
For, alas! alas! me The light of Life is o'er! "No more–no more–no more-" (Such language holds the solemn sea To the sands upon the shore) Shall bloom the thunder-blasted tree Or the stricken eagle soar!
And all my days are trances, And all my nightly dreams Are where thy grey eye glances, And where thy footstep gleams- In what ethereal dances, By what eternal streams.
Edgar Allan Poe - To One in Paradise
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In the last five years, we've come to know each other, and I like to think of you, Lash, as something of an older brother
I take your words gladly, and will consider your advice, I'm happy that I can talk about it here, it's really kind of nice
As for my current situation, don't worry too much about, I'm sure that eventually I'll figure it out
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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Love comes and goes, a long time it may take but your too great guy, so hang in there Drake,
It sucks to be lonely, this I know too, but I'm relatively certain that it'll be love that finds you
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