An awkward attempt to get the creative juices flowing
And words have become nothing more than a chore
Whatever happened to the carelessness that was once my strongest weakness?
The ability to misconstrue, has left me feeling bitter too
and all thats left is shallow depth inside a poem I wrote for you
As days get shorter:nights,they torture.Time goes by but not in order
Prayers and dreams, and begging seems, to only bring me closer
To "eventually" which essentially,is exactly what I hope for
Hearts and minds across the bay,beware of what you read
For what appears to be a rose,might simply be a weed
Poetry by brian paglia
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Written on 2007-05-26 at 19:26
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Impressive depression
The day has come where thoughts and feelings have betrayed meAnd words have become nothing more than a chore
Whatever happened to the carelessness that was once my strongest weakness?
The ability to misconstrue, has left me feeling bitter too
and all thats left is shallow depth inside a poem I wrote for you
As days get shorter:nights,they torture.Time goes by but not in order
Prayers and dreams, and begging seems, to only bring me closer
To "eventually" which essentially,is exactly what I hope for
Hearts and minds across the bay,beware of what you read
For what appears to be a rose,might simply be a weed
Poetry by brian paglia
Read 873 times
Written on 2007-05-26 at 19:26
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