Too Late.... Poem by Thomas Spencer
Too Late....
Love is something
that confuses me,
as much as I try to be true
and believe the fact about you,
that as long as we go
and as hard as I try to be real with you,
the fact is I can't live without you,
I'm not the brightest star
I don't glimmer like the newest car,
I dont get it anymore,
my feelings fester like an open sore
never healing my feelings for you,
I understand you're too good for me
you're an angel, and I never can be,
You'll go on one day,
and the words to say
and hope and pray,
to say to you
will forever be,
for another day
True Enjoyment reading every word, A pleasure to rate it a 10,
This is a really good poem Thomas. As I read it is was perfectly flowing and so powerful. You did a really good job and i hope everthing works out for u :) ~SuNsHiNe
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5/2/2024 5:08:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I loved this poem except the part 'I understand you're to ogood for me.' Why? If you can write like that the roles may even be reversed. Keep going and pouring out those poems. Thanks for this one.