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Forgotten, Not. Lost, Never.

I finally remember it once more

when we spoke for a while

First getting to know each other

then began the tie

But I kept taking 1 step forward

and 1000 steps back

the most precious thing in my life

is there something I lack?

I know there will be a path

to reach to her heart

to make herself blush

and begin a new start

And each day I sleep

the fantasies become more colorful and alive

the rich hues are so blue

I believe they're coming true

Nevertheless

I will be patient

until the one day

becomes ever so true

Now the sun comes up

and this piece is done

the light gets brighter every minute

and my noctournal self

needs

to

rest

~May the blossoms return again~

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  • innocence jaded.xx
    July 28, 2007

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    Okayyy so I just had to read more of your poems, because the "Tyme" one was greattt=]
    I really liked this one! I could picture some of this is my mind as I read, and I'm tellin ya, you're a greattt writer!

    "the fantasies become more colorful and alive
    the rich hues are so blue
    I believe they're coming true"

    Take those lines. Ahhmazing!! Keep it up! I might have to read some more of your poems!
    ;-)


    • MagicaI
      July 29, 2007
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      Thankeez.

      Thanks for your comment! I guess i'll go and read some of your too. Thanks again! ^_^


  • Beanbiscuit
    July 25, 2007

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    If a person could have a firm and sincere heart of love like this one, then he should never be afraid of finding no love.


  • eRmOiSlEy
    July 21, 2007

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    You don't lack anything. Keep stepping forword.


    I love this piece.It almost made me want to cry.
    Whoever she is...she's lucky. And I'm sure you make her blush all the time.