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july.

lovely weather we're having
oh, and by the way...
i'm not allowed to see you,
it's his fault anyway.
and i will never listen.
the words we say aren't right anymore,
but they'll have to do for now.
so sorry so sorry.

sneaking kisses in the hallway.
keeping my head turned so i can see
the people staring at you and me
making sure that he's not coming
making sure he can't find out.
daddy doesn't understand
his little girl's in love.

it's so true
and he won't ever understand the things we never say to him.
so we're the best kept secret in a little tiny town.
the invisible invincible love.
hardened by hate.
and softened by the sweetest words.
darkened by clouds
and lightened by smiles.

itching to have
and scratching to please
the man i call my father
can't understand my needs.

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brittney

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  • nickiwickiwack
    August 15, 2007

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    this is beautiful.
    and sad.
    im sorry about how things are.
    "daddy doesn't understand
    his little girl's in love."
    i especially love those lines.
    you're wonderful. :]


  • kaaycatastrophe
    July 16, 2007
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    omg britt u seriosuly made me cry cuz well this is so real for you im just a bystander who happens to be ur twos best friends and wow thats really all i can say and im sorry cuz u kno if i could id help but this poem is the best from you ive everrr seen
    love it love you


  • Ignis Corpus
    July 16, 2007

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    sneaking kisses in the hallway.
    keeping my head turned so i can see
    the people staring at you and me
    making sure that he's not coming
    making sure he can't find out.
    daddy doesn't understand
    his little girl's in love.
    i can realate to this poem, very very much i kn ow how it is to feel this way, i was until he grad. now all i can do is just try to see him when i can like where he works and all that good poem and good job and good luck in this contes