My heart is in my throat,
my lip bleeds where
you cut me with your words.
I swore it'd be the last time.
I need out of this,
I'm tied down to you.
You love me, but my eyes are
wanderin around the room.
It's nine a.m.
And you enter the church,
My heart butterflies,
with what I need to say.
I need out of this,
I'm tied down to you,
You love me, but my eyes are
wanderin around the room.
I don't want to hurt you.
I don't want to regret this.
I don't want to lose you,
But I want to shop around.
I need out of this,
I'm tied down to you,
You love me, but my eyes are
wandering the room.
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Written February 3rd, 2006
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great write, keep it up!
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i'm glad to hear that all the best hungermuncher
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must I say that I am feeling it right now, but things are getting better.
blackbirdhunter -
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i have to applaud this poem because i can see where the inspiration for a (dare i say it) masterpiece like this comes from although i do rather hope this was from old understANDING RATHER than current experiences -
I dont know if I'm taking this the wrong way or not but it sounds like a bride unsure of her decision to marry her groom. Very well written.
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looks like someone needs a break from their significant other. not ready for commitment and feeling tied down can be tough and it happens to a lot of people who are scared and just need a break. perhaps if you took a break things would work out and get better. great poem.
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Nice write...I like how you would have a stanza that was happy..like the butterfly feeling one, but yet you would go on to the truth and how painful love can be
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Nice peep inside the mind of a wanderer. Well written!
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Shy-666-girl
Cool pome I hope you write another like it.
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