angelgodwill - Hello Poetry

for you i can love, i can dance, i can spin around childishly i will, if i have to, pass my limits: i will fight any enemy, i will face any fear, i will be willing to change myself i can be that guy in a number of first dates, i can be that guy in the sinking ship i can prove my love, put me through a test but you never say you don't demand you just spend these idle times with me as if you already understand

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Oct 17, 2017

Oct 17, 2017 at 12:33 AM UTC

idle

for you i can love, i can dance, i can spin around childishly i will, if i have to, pass my limits: i will fight any enemy, i will face any fear, i will be willing to change myself i can be that guy in a number of first dates, i can be that guy in the sinking ship i can prove my love, put me through a test but you never say you don't demand you just spend these idle times with me as if you already understand

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the song of the soul is different from the voice that comes out sang from the true self only a few others can pick up a tune only one, or none at all, might be able to understand it plays for as long as a lifetime there's only one tune your tune until other tunes are learned

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Oct 16, 2017

Oct 16, 2017 at 3:45 AM UTC

Tune

the song of the soul is different from the voice that comes out sang from the true self only a few others can pick up a tune only one, or none at all, might be able to understand it plays for as long as a lifetime there's only one tune your tune until other tunes are learned

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We, broken objects, Don't like to stick to unbroken ones. Because, we don't like to feel broken. And the closer we get to you, to your part of the world that's no longer ours, The more broken we feel, and the more broken we become. But if you drag me back into that world yourself, and never let go of my hand, and demand I stay by your side, I'd probably remain broken for the rest of my life.

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Jan 22, 2016

Jan 22, 2016 at 4:53 AM UTC

Confession of the broken

We, broken objects, Don't like to stick to unbroken ones. Because, we don't like to feel broken. And the closer we get to you, to your part of the world that's no longer ours, The more broken we feel, and the more broken we become. But if you drag me back into that world yourself, and never let go of my hand, and demand I stay by your side, I'd probably remain broken for the rest of my life.

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In the breeze, you are there, Atop a tree as I sit, I feel you caress my hair, In the sunset, you show yourself; You're the crow flapping its wings, And every flap takes you high— Farther and farther away from me.

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Oct 23, 2015

Oct 23, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC

Fleeting memory

In the breeze, you are there, Atop a tree as I sit, I feel you caress my hair, In the sunset, you show yourself; You're the crow flapping its wings, And every flap takes you high— Farther and farther away from me.

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You're the wave That shattered me, I'm the rock That stood up to you; It's been centuries— I've been steadfast, You've been patient; What more proof is needed— We're perfectly matched

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Jun 11, 2015

Jun 11, 2015 at 3:07 AM UTC

Perfectly Matched

You're the wave That shattered me, I'm the rock That stood up to you; It's been centuries— I've been steadfast, You've been patient; What more proof is needed— We're perfectly matched

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All I do all night long Is play our song; Lyrical, Musical— I sing to you: Here's where you belong

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Jun 11, 2015

Jun 11, 2015 at 2:48 AM UTC

All Night Long

All I do all night long Is play our song; Lyrical, Musical— I sing to you: Here's where you belong

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What I have is a mechanical heart made up of gears; it pumps up oil and artificial heartbeats It was you who gave it life— It was you who made me alive— Even though it's already yours, I just want you to know, You're the only one it's beating for.

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Jun 11, 2015

Jun 11, 2015 at 12:42 AM UTC

Mechanical Heart

What I have is a mechanical heart made up of gears; it pumps up oil and artificial heartbeats It was you who gave it life— It was you who made me alive— Even though it's already yours, I just want you to know, You're the only one it's beating for.

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