Samuel Chung Poems

Like stray dogs we come and go,
never really on your mind
yet only when one that looks good,
acts special
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Surely man should know of their own feelings
Surely man should understand their emotions
Yet how does man distinguish from being fond of, or liking?
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So, Now you may see
what you truly meant to me.
Though I may not be able to be with you,
I do not really care.
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O I just don't know,
after telling you,
would it have been better,
better not to have raise the subject?
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Softly and gently dust falls down around you,
Illuminated by the harsh stage lights,
The bright dusk glitter like specks of gold.
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O how can you be so cruel?
you wrought me like this,
and used it as a tool.
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As we part,
I feel a hole in my heart.
As you waved
I felt like I was saved.
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You were the one,
you knew me inside out.
each flaw, each weakness
and you used them for fun.
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You come up behind me
like insomnia.
I need to hear your voice,
that voice.
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The world will finally see,
what you meant to me.
the final scene
the bridge is crossed,
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