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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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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Can you tell me why you do these things?
Can you easily tell me the reason...
hate
seemingly
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Dew drops on silky green leaves
interwining
wrapping around....soft flowers
grows peacefully,
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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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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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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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before i start, let me just say, this is just a tidbit from a song i wrote today called, *I was never good at lying*. thank you. :)

looking at the sky, you wonder why it has to be me
thinkin' you shouldn't see me,
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tears, hot on flesh
screaming water
yells at her skin
burning
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this is not a poem.
this is a true story.
i have never before found love, and don't think i ever will.
why?
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You stopped loving me.
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All I can feel is darkness
slipping through my fingers
breathless
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Soaring and flying above all I know
And sleeping with a smile plastered onto my face
I think about you, I think about everything
And i wish that you were here with me
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why are the people who are left alone
the ones who deserve to be loved the most?

why are we left to cry.
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