Poetry

Dean


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13 march 2012

Right In Front OF me With Another Man

Here She Is

Right In Front OF me With Another Man

All This Years I've Been Searching

But I never Knew She Was Here Waiting For Me

I've Been Blind And I Never Notice It

Cuz She Appears Like An Angel


Guiding Me To The Right, Away From Been Wrong


Walking Me Home Through The Distance


Her Voice Sound Like The One Of The Nightingale


Closer To Me Just Like My Shadow


And I Love Her Like Myself...

Should I Call Her And Tell Her?

Should I Put Asunder Between Them?


Should I Just Pull The Trigger And Kill Him In A Second?

OR
Will She Love Me In-return If She Knows That I love Her?
I Wrap These Questions Around Me Like A Blanket ON A Cold Nite

And The Answers Are Missing Like Her Warm Touch...






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