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hey these are some poems
A good poem paints a picture
For both your heart and brain.
It doesn't need a second chance
To make its meaning plain.
A good poem is like the flower,
The lily or the rose.
God plants it in a poet's brain
And there its beauty grows.
A good poem like a cardinal
Is pregnant with song;
You can't help but hear its message
As it sings what's right or wrong.
A good poem helps us remember
What the joys of life are for,
It makes us want to love someone
'Till death comes knocking at our door.
I wasnt a good girlfriend and wasn't able to last
Now you're part of the better memories of my past.
I didn't know what was right from wrong.
I was self-centered and treated you wrong.
I know I just sat there and treated you like s**t.
But the words you said to me, I really deserved it.
Like you said I lacked a conscience and couldn't think.
Then I ruined your life, in just one blink.
I want to stand up as a woman and say sorry from my mistakes
But it doesn't make up for the decision I chose to make.
It is in the darkest skies that the stars are best seen.
But I was one of those dark ones that couldn't be seen.
Don't let anyone tell you your life was over.
You see back then, my life was already over.
I finally realized it, when I mentally broke down.
While I was alone, with no one around.
Just know somewhere in my heart I have love for you.
That deep down inside, its where its true.
This poem is my heart,
full of love and desire,
you are the one
I secretly admire.
Your eyes glisten
your smile gleams,
my ears listen
into your dreams.
Now i give this to you,
knowing we'll never be apart.
Because me giving this to you,
means you have my heart.
What happened t all the promises you made.
When you said you'll never leave me, and that you'll do anything for me.
Or the one you said you'll never lie.
I wanted to know how you made me this way.
How I'm still thinking about you, and how I'm still in love with you know that your gone.
I guess that was one of your promises all along.
If you'll give me a chance, I really will make it up to you...
it took time but now I've realized how much
I'm missing you...
And just remember that i will all ways love you!
ok hi my name is Terry and im going to show you some of my poems
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~*~Terry~*~
the grass is always green (look at the bright side of things)
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