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Dec 2014
I spent my day listening to poetry so that one day I could tell you how I feel
One day you will know that every drink I swallow makes it harder for to me tell you how I feel
Each cigarette steals a couple minutes of torment that comes with silence between us
I would rather have every minute be silent, than not see you at all.
I may not know what love is, but I know how to care, and nurture someone.

You will never see this poem, I accept that, this is an image of my heart.
This is how I spend my days, thinking of you, and what could be.
The hope that you will like me, and if you don't I will accept that.
But give me a chance, and you'll never regret it, I am no chameleon, I am exactly how I seem.
Broken, lost, hungry, and ambitious. I know not what I will do with my life, but I know I'd spend every second of each ******* day with you.

I hate the fact that I can never tell what my emotions are telling me, whether it is to love or hate,
Fight or run. I will not run from you, commitment does not scare me when I think of you. My actions will speak for these beliefs I have, and I hope I don't scare you away.
Written by
Nisren
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