GJC boyle Poems

But was it mine
You loved me but i was blind
My love be
But i ran out of time
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How do i get your attention
What desires you to listen
Overwhelmed with options
What sets me apart from the scores
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Border line personality disorder
That dos'nt wash with me baby
Your story dos'nt hold water
There is holes every where
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Number one not for just a while
Just the one digit
My number one smile
Could be measured
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Hot cold holding to tight
Time to let go
Let the winds dictate
Accustomed to being unsure
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Your words hit hard
Look at the scars
We cant heel
When hate is what you feel
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Pablo Neruda
Born Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto Chilean
You spoke the words
You wrote the words
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That's how i roll
Always digging myself out of a hole
This time i invested in a shovel
Saved me more trouble
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America! What comes to mind when you here this
What do you feel when you touch it
What brings us here
So much beauty
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Goodbye my friend
I have to say goodbye my friend
Cause you never respond to anything i send
Oh some times you might
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