it is about when people promise you they will never do something,but what happens to you when they broke those promises what happens after "never"
You've been my last broken dream
You've been my perilous stream
You've been my voice through my own silence
You've been near through a long distance.
Rain does never fall, and birds do not fly
It's like if I could hide now I do cry.
I thought you'd stay after never
I believed what you'd say forever
I thought you'd take it over
I believed you'd defend it forever
But I was wrong and over.
You've been my sun through my night
You've been my moon in a sunny day
You're utterly forbidden underestimations to light
My nightmare through my own one way
Rain does go up, and birds do not land
It's like if I do not understand.
I thought you'd hurt me deeper
I believed you'd leave faster
I thought you'd be my sleeper
I believed you'd come later
But it's been over sooner.
If I had some of your similarities I have denied
To try to have less responsibilities by your side
If I had some of your tears I never saw you cry
It's been 'cause I forced myself for a tear and try.
I thought you'd want it more
I believed you'd did it as before
I thought you'd be waiting for
I believed you'd be one from four
But you couldn't be it anymore.
I thought you'd be the sun above
I believed you'd always dream of
I thought you'd usually be to love
I believed you'd fly as a dove
But it's been less than love.
Poetry by Edgar John Jackson
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Written on 2006-12-31 at 15:08
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After Never
After NeverYou've been my last broken dream
You've been my perilous stream
You've been my voice through my own silence
You've been near through a long distance.
Rain does never fall, and birds do not fly
It's like if I could hide now I do cry.
I thought you'd stay after never
I believed what you'd say forever
I thought you'd take it over
I believed you'd defend it forever
But I was wrong and over.
You've been my sun through my night
You've been my moon in a sunny day
You're utterly forbidden underestimations to light
My nightmare through my own one way
Rain does go up, and birds do not land
It's like if I do not understand.
I thought you'd hurt me deeper
I believed you'd leave faster
I thought you'd be my sleeper
I believed you'd come later
But it's been over sooner.
If I had some of your similarities I have denied
To try to have less responsibilities by your side
If I had some of your tears I never saw you cry
It's been 'cause I forced myself for a tear and try.
I thought you'd want it more
I believed you'd did it as before
I thought you'd be waiting for
I believed you'd be one from four
But you couldn't be it anymore.
I thought you'd be the sun above
I believed you'd always dream of
I thought you'd usually be to love
I believed you'd fly as a dove
But it's been less than love.
Poetry by Edgar John Jackson
Read 536 times
Written on 2006-12-31 at 15:08
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