Steven Brewer

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i look through the window and see in the skies
the beautiful blueness of your beautiful eyes

i look at the bark of a tree and the brown i see there
...

The girl that I most adore
The girl that i have been waiting for
the girl that makes my heart soar
over the mountains over the trees
...

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Sometimes I glance into her eyes
Sometimes I can't stop my midnight cries
Sometimes I sit and stare alone
Sometimes I sit and watch the phone
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Another day gone
Another page turned
Another bell has rung
Another bridge has been burned
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You think she would remember
You think that she would call
It was only last December
Yet she remembers not at all
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Up in the sky there is no shining sun
Sometimes i wish the rhymes wouldn't come
No light works and no engine runs
Sometimes i wish the rhymes wouldn't come
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As i lay waiting
for something to happen
i also am hating
you for what you did
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sitting here watching our favorite flick
listening to our favorite song
its making me feel exceptionally sick
and even more so exceptionally wrong
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as i lay here in bed
in the blaze of the heat
the fan at my head
the blanket at my feet
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The guy that you lied to
the one you said you loved
the guy who would have given the sky to you
the one you, all of a sudden, think nothing of
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my heart like the falling tide
my soul in my hands has just died
my fingers, they shake, and i cant seem to type
no one to help me on this walk of life
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Steven Brewer Biography

yo im steve i like books catcher in the rye a seperate piece lord of the flies steppenwolf any thing by stephen king harry potter i like poems shel silverstein walt whitmen neruda i like movies forrest gump almost famous saving private ryan gangs of new york the notebook harry potter i like music matt costa jack johnson john mayer eve 6 the ataris johnny cash steve miller band i also like swimming and women but thats none of your business)

The Best Poem Of Steven Brewer

Beautiful

i look through the window and see in the skies
the beautiful blueness of your beautiful eyes

i look at the bark of a tree and the brown i see there
is the beautiful browness of your beautiful hair

i look at the ocean as the wave rips
and i see beautiful roundness to your beautiful hips

i listen to the radio and with every station choice
i hear the beautiful sharpness of your beautiful voice

i listen to the breeze and the storm in the sky
i hear the cowardice shake in my cowerdice sigh

because though you look beautiful nd sound beautiful too
i could never be brave enough to ask that question to you

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