Poetry

Dean


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1 november 2015

Your Saying

Your Saying 
I Care 
I Miss You 

I Will come But Am With Him... 

And You Never Show Me How Much I Mean To you 


Thess Thoughts Drives Me Crazy 

Even When I'm On The Highway Hustling 

I'm Not Drunk 

But Always Hits The curb With My Left Foot 

My Emotion Crys 

My Feelings Drys 

My Heart Couldn't Hold It Any Longer 

So I Plead The Morning Dew  To Seize It Self 

I Urge The Rain 

To Go WithOut Looking Back 

I Ask The Sun 

To Keep On Burning And Never Stop 

Perhaps All These Will Bring You to Your Sense 


But Now You're Hurt

And  Need Someone To Talk To

You Are Here Pleading 

With An Excuse That You Breakeup With Him

How Am I Suppose To take This
 
You are suffering From loneliness

So you Came For me 

Or Is This A Bounce On Me.... 

Wrap These Questions On Me Like  A Blanket On A Cold Nite 

Answers Missing Like Your Charm Voice






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