Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Poetry skill degeneration 101

I won't blame you for every tear I cry,
For I know you didn't mean to.
I won't blame you for leaving me dry,
For you know not what you do.

We share something special, unique,
Something we alone share with each other.
But we can't talk, response oblique,
Moment; unhappiness; becomes another.

You don't trust me, this I know,
And yet, never proven otherwise.
You'll never trust me, this you show,
You'll keep your veil; sweet disguise.

Live with it I shall, for nothing I can do,
I don't like it though, your thoughts untrue.
Have some faith, my amazing, thine divine,
To me, my dear, you truly shine.

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