She stands two feet away,
from unknown expectation;
Thoughts have turned to gray,
he is her fixation;
Hearts eare beating loudly,
from building up emotion;
Everything turns cloudy,
except for her devotion;
She controls her anticipation,
as she gazes through his eyes;
There is no true explaination,
to her will to compromise;
Will he understand her,
will she let him see;
This love is only slander,
this love can never be.

Saturday, August 16, 2003|8:10:22 PM

 
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