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Thursday, May 17, 2007

my world
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by MEL. This poem was randomly thought up by me, hmmm. Its about a girl's silly crush on a boy who only treats her as a friend. Call it puppylove.

"Dream a little dream of me,
if you possibly can."
He said to me.
Just a little too sweetly
as sweet as sugary nothings can get.

You see
He knew.
I often envisaged things that seemed impossible
but sempiternal in my world.
yes, my world.

Of sweet daffodils and lovely pink flowers
where the grass stays green;
Evergreen
evermore.
where hearts are never broken
and stitches never need mending
tears are nonexistent
and sunshine smiles are everywhere

Rainbows fill the air;
sweet-smelling scents are all thats left
when silence lingers
(well, just a bit.)
Words were never made to hurt
they only meant sincerity
and love.
Oh yes, love.

'CACKLE. BOOM. BANG'

I wake up as the rain starts to pour,
thunder
nothing but thunder
drifts me back to reality.
He is teasing me.
I know he is.
But I just cant help but dream.

BOOM BOOM.

Thunder with its odious ways;
it must hate my world
it does, it does.
For no matter how hard it tries,
it can never dwell in my world,
My home

Rainbows fill the air;
sweet-smelling scents are all thats left
when silence lingers
(well, just a bit.)
Words were never made to hurt
they only meant sincerity
and love.
Oh yes, love.

And Im back to envisage
A couple holding hands
With kisses ever so sweet
They taste like icing on a cake
But no one else gets that portion
NO.
Greedy me.
He's all I could ever have
and wish for.

But he makes no move,
maybe an occasional look.
Oh, he knows, he knows.
The rain is falling,
How I wish he'd understand
How it feels
to be in my world.

His voice keeps ringing in my head,
oh, love, sweet love.

But all he says-
(i wish you'd stop teasing me, you idiot)
"Dream a little dream of me,
if you possibly can."
He said to me.
Just a little too sweetly
as sweet as sugary nothings can get.

this is my world
O sweet daffodils and lovely pink flowers
where the grass stays green;
Evergreen
evermore.
where hearts are never broken
and stitches never need mending
tears are nonexistent
and sunshine smiles are everywhere

I'm crushed.

2:13 PM

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- well why
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- drenched in blood, we still believe..
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- Mister. Greenwood
- Cruising Holidays
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