i wrote a short draft of this before, but i wasnt happy on how i left it. it seemed too...incomplete...so heres my finished version. its all about my ideal girl..just out of my reach. but i wont give up so easy.


High Up On Your Pedestal

High up on your pedestal, I treasure you so much.
An idol that my eyes can see, but my hands may never touch.

And this is how its meant to be..i know you were not made for me,
But fate or chance can never kill the reason why I'm reaching still:
The dream that maybe one day you will reach your hand out for me too.

High up on your pedestal, I treasure you so much.
An idol that my eyes can see, but my hands may never touch.



Poetry by Donovan
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Written on 2007-02-20 at 07:11

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