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Have I Ever Told You...
have i ever told you,
that i love it when you smile,
have i ever told you,
that i love it when you look at me,
and have i ever told you,
that i love it when you defile,
or have i ever told you,
that i love you when i bleed,
and have i ever told you,
that your malice is a cold slap,
that i smile for,
because that requires contact,
you could drag my face in the mud,
and you could spit in my face,
and i'd buy you a gift to repay you,
for getting in your way,
and you could cut my throat,
and flick the blood in my eyes,
and as i struggle for air,
with my last breath, i'd apologize,
have i ever told you,
that i have never been strong,
have i ever told you,
here dies our love ever longed.
have i ever told you,
that i love it when you smile,
have i ever told you,
that i love it when you look at me,
and have i ever told you,
that i love it when you defile,
or have i ever told you,
that i love you when i bleed,
and have i ever told you,
that your malice is a cold slap,
that i smile for,
because that requires contact,
you could drag my face in the mud,
and you could spit in my face,
and i'd buy you a gift to repay you,
for getting in your way,
and you could cut my throat,
and flick the blood in my eyes,
and as i struggle for air,
with my last breath, i'd apologize,
have i ever told you,
that i have never been strong,
have i ever told you,
here dies our love ever longed.
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NaPoWriMo #6
small human, they say
like it's something to be astonished about, something unusual
when they find me on top of an office chair, wheels unlocked
(a skill perfected years ago, really nothing to worry about, shoes on the floor)
or that time I climbed through a small window at work just to see if I could
(I could, with the ever faithfull help of a chair)
much to the amusement of my colleage
(no, I didn't tell my boss. I wonder if she heard anyway)
small human, a friend says
and hooks unto my hand as I lead the way through the crowds
(I always find my way through, there's always room for me)
or that time when we managed to get to the front row o
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That's wh
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Little Lion
Little lion, you've finally been found
Free of the blood with which you've been bound
Escaped from the tower, eluded the hounds
and now you've managed to make a sound
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i havent done any rhyming in awhile... i guess it was a nice change to finally see rhyme find its way back into my words. but i'll let you be the judge of that.
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that is a very very good poem, i really like the concept *favs*