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I'm walking forward
But I'm moving backward,
I'm walking down the wrong path,
I'm headed for Disaster.
Please don't walk away.
It's already so hard to reach you.
I'm trying to grab your hand,
Stay with me, I beseech you.
I'm feeling driven in your direction,
But I've lost my map,
It will be at your discretion,
If I continue down that path.
It's all going to stop,
'Cause I won't see you again,
But I'm going to miss how my stomach would drop
When you entered the room I was in.
So, I guess this is where it ends.
I'll just have to accept,
That we can never be friends.
I don't believe I'll be missed.
Wait, just wait.
Wait for me to get there.
To you, to find you,
And tell you.. I.. love.. you..
***
Sometimes I think
We share the same disease,
A little something called,
Inhumanity.
(A/N: Not to say that we're bad people, just that we don't belong..)
Copyright © ®2009, Brittany Anne Burke. All rights reserved.
Brittany Burke
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Harper Gibson
(10/1/2009 8:39:00 PM) |
I think this peice is good, keep writing.
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Mizz.BabyGirl Brown
(10/1/2009 8:16:00 PM) |
super amazing: ]
my favorite part was the:
Stay with me, I beseech you.
it just sounded really cool, plus it's been forever since i've heard beseech
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