Isabelle Cote

The silence is sweet
yet it's killing me
see from my side
THEN you could see
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With you i feel things
I have never felt before
you bring that occasional tear to my eye
you make me feel..even more
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Before i begin let me warn u that I did not get an opinion before posting this poem. Therefore, I don't like it. But i hope you enjoy anyways :)

Find a way to make me happy
By telling me that you love me
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Have you ever fallen into someones eyes?
Have you fallen so deep into him, leaned so far into him
that you disconnect from your body and your surroundings
and you can feel is when he squeezes your hand
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Can you tell me why you do these things?
Can you easily tell me the reason...
hate
seemingly
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Every time i look into your eyes,
that melts, beyond my lonely devise
as the breeze blows across your hair
the only thing i'm capable of doing, is to gasp,
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Before you read; I know this obviously isn't poetry so I please ask that you don't give any bad comments... It was a dare from a friend that I couldn't pass up
I'm sorry...
and btw and MURSE is a MAN PURSE
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There comes a time in one's life
where we have to say goodbye to that familiarity
and say hello to unknown territory
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Dew drops on silky green leaves
interwining
wrapping around....soft flowers
grows peacefully,
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You and I.....we're salty and sweet
The perfect combination
We are complete
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Every time I wish
I close my eyes
I pray to whoever is up there
I blow the seeds off that dandelion
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Sleeping soundly
I awake suddenly, my heart is racing
I can feel you here
but I know you're not
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Blasting, pounding, pulsing
penetrating
feeling the words
hearing the emotion
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That grasp
how you hold me
feels like I'm slipping off into a place in my mind
where we are linked together
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We live for the days that won't ever come and we strive to see our dreams come true
We paint pictures of how our lives need to be and we expect higher things
We let ourselves depend on those who won't always be there...+(
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I don't know what I'm looking for
and not what I'm supposed to see
but as I'm looking in all directions
I feel a tiding of sweet serenity
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We never know what will be our last words
though we hope they'll be the ones
that mean the most
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Faces, looking up at me
the faces are all I see
their eyes, beging to be truly seen
as they watch me move past
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Once upon a broken star
a girl came upon a wish
a wish so strong it overpowers her body
the pain, cutting her and leaving scars
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A silent night
is nothing but a night
when words don't need to be spoken
to tell the truth
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