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Brandon Brown Poems
I'm wasting my time I can tell, you've ruined my life damned me to hell.
Foolish love had me down. Really felt bad about myself. Enough about her. She's not worth it.
Life has no meaning why do I try, I ran to escape this impossible lie.
Love is a waste a manipulative term, it sneaks in your heart and feasts like a worm.
My dear friend To you it may concern, What happened to you Is a lesson to learn
I Don't Understand!
Why does it work out for them and not me? Is it not meant to be? Am I to always be in the back seat? How could I say that!
The longing for what's past the feelings are vast I find myself wandering the dream.
It's Hard to Say
I loom in the dark corner of the room staring at the cloud covered moon I swoon at the thought that I can't hear you.
So I awake in the cold night Under the stars to see a spectacle I've Never witnessed. I saw true Love.
What am I Doing?
The feelings I have aren't apparent The love that I had is transparent What do I feel?
Funny when it comes to love How quickly it seems to grow But what's better is how as I see it I'm really only there for the show
On this occasion, it's easy to see that Never will you ever understand what I Endure.
Love story torn to shreds Over you I would never be Seeing you hurts my heart deep Inside and I wish it away but
Great, you hurt me. If Only you got a medal! You're such an Ood character. I really don't have you figured out,
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I'm wasting my time
I can tell,
you've ruined my life
damned me to hell.
You grabbed my soul
and stomped my heart,
should've known this would happen
it was clear from the start.
I'm haunted by your face
it brings me to shame,
you were too much to handle
you were impossible to tame.
The feeling's still there
I knew this would happen,
some pieces you've taken
and now I am lacking.