Pretty Poem by Maya Hanson

Pretty



You're too pretty for this place
Too busy feeling
to come face to face
Too full of pride
to break down
in front of me

You're too pretty for this place
Too pure of heart
to look this way
Too naïve
to notice me
I'll just keep sitting
in your sea

I'll hold your hand
I'll count to ten
A drawn-out mess
Until the end

I'll hold your hand
Have I ever let you down
Have I ever left you
Catch your breath and
Count to ten

You're too pretty for this place
Too pure of heart
to look this way
Too naïve
to notice me
I'll just keep sitting
in your sea

Find the sun in the sky
The truth in a lie
The love in a life...

And I know
I'll just keep singing
till you're gone
I'll just keep humming
the same song
To infinity
it's just a life
This is not my end
My breath still flies

Friday, May 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Dedicated to Esther Earl...
I don't think I did you justice, but this is my aspiring tribute.
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