Lemme know (The Prologue)
One day of my broken heart
It's been my home sweet home
One night in my broken heart
It's been my home sweet home.
It's been the time to stop
Falling as I've done like the coldest drop
I've been unhappy
Trying to find happiness
When none is happy
It's just been loneliness
What I found around
Without standing my ground, there was no voice, no sound
I don't give up any way where I gon' see through
My day can be so shining and the sky can be so blue
There'll be another side
I have ever denied
I'll open the door where I'm going to leave
I am going to believe
Life can give more if I leave my past and I am really ready just to receive.
Lemme know if you really feel
You can be with me
Lemme know if you really feel
My truth you can see
Lemme know if you really feel
What my life gon be
Lemme know if you really feel
Or what you feel it can't be real
I gon live if it's real
I gon know if it's real
I gon feel if it's real
New time will heal
Lemme know if you really feel.
I used to give one hundred percent more when I felt I had love in the palm of my empty hand
Holding nothing tight
I understood, didn't I?
I can't travel expecting one of us will be able to understand
Making things be right
I lived my last yesterday
Expecting and more
Now I see my own each day
It's what I wait for.
I've found some poetry-mates on "poet bay" and "poem-hunter" writing about life and true love
As angels are above
Chatting saying "hello" no face to face, it's fine
I've got Thomas and Ich Taly through their true poetry
Amandeep from India surprising me with his own glory
And now I can really see my day's sun is gonna shine...
Lemme know if you really feel
You can be with me
Lemme know if you really feel
My truth you can see
Lemme know if you really feel
What my life gon be
Lemme know if you really feel
Or what you feel it can't be real
This is to see, to see, to see
Cristina's show to see, to see to see
Codigo 4 is unreal for real, for real
90 minutes for real, to see
I've got my truth for you and ....
You could see through my eyes, soul and.... (you know how it does end)
I go and come twice and more if you gon take it for granted to pretend
You gon find
(you supposed to always be
The first of me
When more it's what I see)
But lemme know how you really feel
If this present time can be so real
Just too really heal.
Poetry by Edgar J. Jackson
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Written on 2010-02-14 at 03:38
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