Monday, August 9, 2010

Growth


I wanna cry when you touch me
Because I want you so badly

And if you asked for my heart
I'd give it to you gladly.

But its a luckless dream
Tied to a hopeless romance.



We bloomed together in this
Garden of lust we shared at night

Then felt like strangers in the
Uncloaked rawness of daylight.

Overtime vines of malice and
Weeds of waste become overgrown at a glance.



Were my affections subdued
While inside heavy hearted?

Were your displeasures shaken
To keep yours guarded ?

These far fetched feelings may have a foggy future
But tell me theres a chance.

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