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Fiona Rosge's picture

To all the things I wish to tell you...
Is it absured to say that maybe just a little bit I am afraid of you?
No you would say, you shoud be
Why? So you can pretend you are so damn tough
So you can pretend you have the ability to hold both our worlds up
Even though both of us are crumbling in anger and depression
The weather is wearing against our bricks and we are beging to currode
You do not care, you will not give in
Why? I want to ask, are you afraid to?
Afraid to admit
I'm not afraid to say it: I love you,
It took me so damn long but I might as well be honest
I've told everyone else, why not the one that matters
You blame them for not being with me when really
All you have to blame is yourself,
You say you don't love me
But I know that a lie, your just afraid to admit it
And I do not blame you...much
I would be afraid to, of leaving something solid for somthing insacure
Or maybe i am wrong and you really do love her,
Why couldn't you love me?
We love, in our own secret way but it isn't enough
And I hate it because it means I am afraid to seach for anyone else
Afraid that it will not compair to your intelligence and arrigance
Afraid that I will spend all my life compairing everyone to you
And how I can't have you...
How you refuse to rob me?
Why maybe if it was you, I wouldn't be so afraid when other people come to take me....
You say you don't need anyone
But you know we need each other
I say that I love everyone
But I afraid to find someone who is not you...
You refuse to see me,
Emurse your self in her,
But I have news for you,
I am not your slave and I will not fall to me knees
I come back fighting and you have to carefully chose your words
For I am not afraid to come out full force
Actual confrentation is enough to make me sick
But screaming? Slamming doors and breaking lamps?
That I can deal with...

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Fiona Rosge's picture

hm

aw do you all hate my poem? lol or can you just not relate to it?
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Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
Good-by

cmk914's picture

it's passion

ohh i really like the love and hate and anger and compassion all wrapped up into one.
whoever this person is, they need to be told all of this. and all the frustration you must be feeling.. it might get a little better. even if you do slam some doors.. :)

Tophat's picture

Ahem.

I must say, I like it a lot. Congrats, you get the cranky old bastard seal of approval.

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I love you.

tenmilestilts's picture

i like it. some of the

i like it. some of the statements there are exactly what i'm feeling around now.
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Two wrongs don't make a right but three lefts do!

Fiona Rosge's picture

thank you

aw thanks you guys, I wish I could tell him all of this...but I'm to afraid of what he'd come back with, he's not really much for conversationalist and he likes to go on long rants only other really smart musians can understand, so I would be afraid that I would lose my wording, besides I wouldn't want to upset "the girlfriend"
but it really does help to hear you guys put feedback on my work, thank you, I mean thats what a form is here for right, motivations, constructive critisum, approval and advice?
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Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
Good-by

Fiona Rosge's picture

sorry about the spelling

sorry about the spelling errors by the way, I read over this like three times, you think I would have caught them
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Come Josephine in my flying machine
Going up she goes up she goes
Balance yourself like a bird on a beam
In the air she goes there she goes
Up, up, a little bit higher
Oh, my, the moon is on fire
Good-by