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Aa Harvey Jun 2018
Voice.


With the sweetest of voices, she called out my name.
Once again I crave to hear her say;
I love you today and every day.
She will never be forgotten, not even at the end of days.


Once in a lifetime you will find someone who is worth it;
One who deserves love and shows it.
Just once more I crave the moment she says it,
She means it and she really shows it.


Because loving her is so easy to do,
When there is nothing left to lose.
But this is not my choice to choose.
Will you love me like I love you?


I need to know; I need to know;
Will you love me too? I need your touch.
If you hold me I’ll never let you go,
Because if I loved you; I would have enough.


What have I got to do to prove my love to you?
What will it take for you to hear my words?
I’ve been up and down and broken in two
And now all I wish is for my voice to be heard.


(C)2012 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
NerdyAlien Oct 2017
One more day, One more time,

Maybe I'll be satisfied

But then again, I know what would it do

Leaving me still, for one more day with you.
DISCLAIMER
What was once numb. Now feels the soft embrace of an angel. That which heals all scares and wounds. Eyes that were blinded by tears and blood, now gaze into a beauty that could only be described as a horizon of supernovas reflecting above an emerald tinted ocean. Ears tormented by the ridicule and screams of those superior, suddenly serenaded by a voice so soft and comforting it was as if peace in its purest form was speaking. Lips, the same that would spout Black blood and nonsense, are now sealed, in the warm lock of another pair. A mind clouded by hatred and insanity, is overflowing, filled with thoughts and feelings just waiting to be portrayed through actions and meticulously planned sentences. All concluding with the same three words,
"I love you".
A pulse, beating inside, a heart. For once, no feeling of anger, or depression. Just happiness, just love. Just her.
Call it love or obsession, either way, it can be taken too far. I'm sorry.
Just Melz Jul 2015
Running marathons through my mind
One of a kind
Time and time again
You keep playing this game
The rules always change
You're doing laps around the field
And I'm just your home base
A rest stop when you need to change lanes
Like I'm nitro for your ego
But I'm running low on oxygen
And you've had enough nitrogen
Keep scoring singles if you got to
But you're about to miss your chance
At a grand slam
Cause I'm scouting out a new partner
Who's playing the same game
That I am

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