I wrote this ages ago..probably in some way proving to myself I wasn't being blind but I was
but oh well..if I looked behind myself all the time I'd probably walk into lots of things:)
I wrote this ages ago..probably in some way proving to myself I wasn't being blind but I was but oh well..if I looked behind myself all the time I'd probably walk into lots of things:) |
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you told me you wanted me to go with you...i still would go anywhere you wanted </3
Just be soo thankful you're not wasting your time today on them because they've done absolutely zilch to commend it.
You're capable of love..be proud
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And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
had that feeling once before...
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I'm built to ruin your day...
I came on to your page view because I noticed that you had in fact added one of my poems as a favourite, and what I have found was a mirroring poem that seemed like it was written about my own situation, only to realise that it was about someone else's situation that just happened to be very similar to my own. I am amazed and have complete admiration in the poet that you are!
I love the way in which you have carefully constructed/structured it and the way that you bring out so much emotion and somehow manage to transfer those same emotions onto the reader. That's not just talent, because talent just couldn't do such a thing. What you have is a natural gift for writing and I must say, I feel truly honoured to get the chance to read such a magnificent poem such as this one.
Thank you for sharing your natural gift with us fellow deviants, in a way that I have come across very few times.
thank you so much..although it horrifies me that the feeling i'm experiencing is so common, its nice to know I'm not alone.
Sometimes I wish I had no inspiration for these kinda poems..that I had absolutely nothing to write about because I wasnt experiencing these feelings
but I suppose I have to believe in Karma
Again thank you and i look forward to reading more of ur work
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And it's you when I look in the mirror
And it's you when I don't pick up the phone
You know, I sometimes feel the same way. I sometimes wish that everything would just go in my favour for once so that I can express emotion in other ways. Instead, I'm left silently in pain and yearning for something that I know that I can't have, and because of its complexity, I can't tell anyone in a conversation manner, so I'm left expressing my emotions and how I feel through poetry because it's really the only other option. Believe me, I know just how much that sucks lol.
Also, I'm looking forward to reading and viewing some more of your works. Please don't be offended if it takes me a while to view a deviation, I'm just a really busy person leading a really busy life at the moment.
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