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Project Leader:
Ryan_Placchetti
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Participants:
The WEbook community -
Who Can Write:
All Participants (Closed) -
Category:
Poetry -
Genre:
General -
Language:
English
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20 Somethings
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This is an awesome idea. I am a little too old for this project. I really think you have started something big. I just want to encourage you to peruse and never despise small beginnings.
It's been the longest year, without you, with you
Still it rushed past, so fast
Not knowing where to turn to, sometimes going round in circles in my head
Wondering if I was really that welcome in your arms.
Packing our unsorted life up one more time
Putting the things we don't have into a box
Knowing we will have them soon and remembering we were fine without them.
Dramatizing, Crying, it's hard being in Love over the phone
But worth it now, to see the start of what's already started.
Doing all I can, just to be close to you
And feeling that bit closer everyday.
Brown eyes looking into blue
Wanting to wrap myself up in you
Hoping i'm not being too much in your way
Wishing , just wishing....
The world is too pre occupied to notice you and me
Yet still people enjoy their pre conceptions
But their eyes are so wide open, it makes them blind,
They can't see, that on that blue, bright blue Sunday
It's you who sets me free.
The way I fell, it wasn't slow,
And that love will still be there two days after this perpetual motion ends
It's as hard as it is easy
To give each piece of yourself away
Waiting for another to accept who you are, wholly.
Emotions aren't stones waiting to be thrown,
Neither are they diamonds,
They don't sparkle all the time
Not just a chemical reaction struggling to balance,between the heart and brain,
Emotions embody everything you are to me.
Rare, Charasmatically flawed, Idolized
Lost, Lonley Precious, Over zelous
All these words deep with meaning,
to me, mean only one thing,
Always finding each others path
Eventually slipping into sync.
Still it rushed past, so fast
Not knowing where to turn to, sometimes going round in circles in my head
Wondering if I was really that welcome in your arms.
Packing our unsorted life up one more time
Putting the things we don't have into a box
Knowing we will have them soon and remembering we were fine without them.
Dramatizing, Crying, it's hard being in Love over the phone
But worth it now, to see the start of what's already started.
Doing all I can, just to be close to you
And feeling that bit closer everyday.
Brown eyes looking into blue
Wanting to wrap myself up in you
Hoping i'm not being too much in your way
Wishing , just wishing....
The world is too pre occupied to notice you and me
Yet still people enjoy their pre conceptions
But their eyes are so wide open, it makes them blind,
They can't see, that on that blue, bright blue Sunday
It's you who sets me free.
The way I fell, it wasn't slow,
And that love will still be there two days after this perpetual motion ends
It's as hard as it is easy
To give each piece of yourself away
Waiting for another to accept who you are, wholly.
Emotions aren't stones waiting to be thrown,
Neither are they diamonds,
They don't sparkle all the time
Not just a chemical reaction struggling to balance,between the heart and brain,
Emotions embody everything you are to me.
Rare, Charasmatically flawed, Idolized
Lost, Lonley Precious, Over zelous
All these words deep with meaning,
to me, mean only one thing,
Always finding each others path
Eventually slipping into sync.
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