albot george

Past Before - Poem by albot george

It is always hard to try to write you something
When you feel the way you; are feeling
The journey doesn't get any easier for you
Yesterday gave me a massive high, the phone call;
Was something from our past that I loved
And you can guess what I did, I tend to live
On the moment, this is who I am
I don't think I'll ever change,
Until I am made to; so it should be me that is sorry
I am the reason you feel the way you do
It might be time to close the DOOR on me
Or the very least the blinds
And ask yourself, why you fell in love with me
BECAUSE I HAVE""? ? Hope you can remember
Night night babe
hope it's not good night, but would understand

Topic(s) of this poem: art

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 6, 2014

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