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Don’t you ever see, What you have done to me? I always think of you, Every moment, through and through. In the beginning of the day as I wake, I see your face before the morning breaks. In the evening, after the sun goes down, I pray for you before to sleep I lay down. Even though from me you are far away, I desire that you’re with me from day to day. Holding and embracing you in my arms I envision, I know, I know they’re part of my illusions. It’s hard for me to say “I hate you”, And deep inside I love you, I really do. I tried to vanish you from my mind, But in my heart it’s you I find. To another man I searched for the love I wanted, But I guess my wishes are not granted. For what’s in my heart I cannot deceive, The feelings especially for you I conceive. I am one of those women, who admired you so much, Yielding for your love and for your touch. I am one of those unfortunates by whom you cannot love, For I know there’s someone out there you wanted to have. So, here I am sitting in a corner, Certified member of the group Wall Flowers. It’s you I always wanted to watch, While you are still seeking for your perfect match. I’m hurt when you never even glanced at me, But at least looking at you is free. I don’t mind if the oil price increases, But I do care if to me you give only your kisses. I see your eyes sparkle when you speak her name, And mine are getting misty for your love I cannot even claim. It’s enough for me that you know who I am, The truth is, inside me I’m having a spasm. I don’t know why for you I fell, Even to myself the reasons I cannot tell. It just happened one day, That I felt something for you in a different way. I admit I’m a great pretender, And you are a Heart Breaker. Leaving those women weeping, Never minding what they are feeling. It’s hard for me to act as if everything’s normal, And deep inside me, I’m having a burial. I am not mourning for the dead love from you, I’m grieving for the wasted affection I wanted to share with you. If I continue to cherish you, I know the consequences, But still I took the risk by taking the game of chances. Now, the time wheel is still turning, And WE don’t know what the future may bring.
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
WALL FLOWER
Don’t you ever see, What you have done to me? I always think of you, Every moment, through and through. In the beginning of the day as I wake, I see your face before the morning breaks. In the evening, after the sun goes down, I pray for you before to sleep I lay down. Even though from me you are far away, I desire that you’re with me from day to day. Holding and embracing you in my arms I envision, I know, I know they’re part of my illusions. It’s hard for me to say “I hate you”, And deep inside I love you, I really do. I tried to vanish you from my mind, But in my heart it’s you I find. To another man I searched for the love I wanted, But I guess my wishes are not granted. For what’s in my heart I cannot deceive, The feelings especially for you I conceive. I am one of those women, who admired you so much, Yielding for your love and for your touch. I am one of those unfortunates by whom you cannot love, For I know there’s someone out there you wanted to have. So, here I am sitting in a corner, Certified member of the group Wall Flowers. It’s you I always wanted to watch, While you are still seeking for your perfect match. I’m hurt when you never even glanced at me, But at least looking at you is free. I don’t mind if the oil price increases, But I do care if to me you give only your kisses. I see your eyes sparkle when you speak her name, And mine are getting misty for your love I cannot even claim. It’s enough for me that you know who I am, The truth is, inside me I’m having a spasm. I don’t know why for you I fell, Even to myself the reasons I cannot tell. It just happened one day, That I felt something for you in a different way. I admit I’m a great pretender, And you are a Heart Breaker. Leaving those women weeping, Never minding what they are feeling. It’s hard for me to act as if everything’s normal, And deep inside me, I’m having a burial. I am not mourning for the dead love from you, I’m grieving for the wasted affection I wanted to share with you. If I continue to cherish you, I know the consequences, But still I took the risk by taking the game of chances. Now, the time wheel is still turning, And WE don’t know what the future may bring.
I wrote this when I was probably 14 or 15. Goodness! This was 12 years ago? haha
YRada
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May 23, 2014
May 23, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
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