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egyptian heart


give her from what you didn't give me


i 've seen it with my own eyes
you expect me to believe you
and deceive my eyes
i 've seen it with my own eyes
after all those years. you fooled me
i 've seen it with my own eyes
maybe you 'll find in her what you couldn't find in me
maybe you 'll feel with her love things that you didn't feel for me
reassure her more,
tell her that you forget me and left me
and give her from what you didn't give me
when i was with you
i 've seen it with my own eyes
i took my heart in my hand
and the tears in my eyes
some thing inside of me died when i wished someday it would live
i couldon't even speak, all i knew was to suffer
and yet you found me forcing myself to laugh
so that i wouldn't cry
so that i wouldn't cry
i took my heart in my hand
and the tears in my eyes
some thing inside of me died when i wished someday it would live
i couldon't even speak, all i knew was to suffer

Submitted: Saturday, December 05, 2009

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  • Rookie Maged Habib (7/20/2012 4:14:00 AM)

    Good poem. I am from egypt too can you check my poem and write something about it? Search under Slevin Kelevra the poem's title is (sun child) (Report) Reply

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