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You WinLet down before by the love in my heart,
Watched as we let ourselves drift far apart.
I loved you sincerely from deep in my soul,
You were the one who could make me feel whole.
Sat there alone at the desk in my room,
Crouched there crying to the same old tune.
I've felt heartbreak before so many times,
And layed there attempting a hopeless rhyme.
Body clock stopped, fingers ice cold,
Thinking of all of those words that you told.
Now all alone I can't help but feel used,
To let go was thought of, but my body refused.
Since some weeks ago I've seen you again,
Your mind full of thoughts of other young men.
I tried to ignore it and keep myself strong,
But to think that I'm over you would just be so wrong.
"Take me for longing, or leave me behind,"
A line from a verse of that song in my mind.
Be a friend to me, or even a lover,
Or just set me free and let me recover.
I can't go on pretending I'm fine,
Wishing your presence and to just call you mine.
I've wiped these tears again from my chin
I just want to help...I sit here and watch as people spill out their problems to me,
ardent for a simple understanding, that of which I cannot provide.
Dear friend, I can but listen to your every word, and attempt to decode,
but please dear friend, let not my inability us divide.
I sit and attempt to comfort, with these words from my mouth,
but they never come out right, not how I'd like.
Or how they'd want to hear, and thus they cast me aside,
"If you cannot understand, right now, be gone with my smite."
I sit and I cry, having devoured the whole bowl of helplessness
which now lies heavy in my stomach, churning it, and feeding my ill.
The tears dry away from my whitened face,
cooling my skin to a cold lonesome chill.
I sit. I cannot speak to anyone else, I need time to think
of what it is I can do to bring a gimmer of hope.
Then it dawns on me, am I the only one who cares?
Of this person's plight, whlist they are left to simply cope.
I sit and say what I can, do what I think is best.
They are unreassurable
I want, I want, I wantI want the looks
and none of this face,
and sweet music to flow from my hands
with such gentle grace.
I want close friends
to help me off the ground,
and something to do
when there's nothing much around.
I want blue skies
to brighten my day,
and a kind helping hand
to show me the way.
I want inspiration
each day of my life,
and peace around me
with none of this strife.
I want to be strong
in everything I do,
and be there for others
and say that I'm true.
I want to be good-humoured
and have all of the charms,
but I need someone to call my own
and hold close in my arms.
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A two-time Community Volunteer for the deviantART Related category, Anne is well-known as a positive, helpful force. She is the community's resident expert when it comes to CSS (Cascading Style Sheets), and her personal gallery offers a wide variety of tutorials for new and experienced coders alike. In addition, each winter she hosts a calendar project encouraging members to create Journal designs for all to use, bringing more creativity to the community.
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