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tell me how you like them,
i need some constructive criticism.
you
your face it does so haunt me,
behind these lids its you i see,
it reminds me of what used to be,
and how you're so right for me.
colors
the ground and trees
are bright with leaves,
yet my heart is nowhere near.
i've worn my heart on both my sleeves,
yet still crushed by someone dear.
a wall i've built to protect it now,
from things as those in past.
yet all i dream is to lovingly
get swept up by you fast.
pictures
rummaging through all my things,
i happen to almost miss,
pictures and such
to my heart i clutch
of times such as this.
friends and foes
with painted toes
and smiles a mile wide
in those times i seemed happiest,
yet now too full with pride.
timing
the seas are too strong for me,
to fight against and win,
so i leave it up to destiny,
to tell me where i begin.
there much to be said and done
yet little time to waist.
so things are greatly imperfect,
as they are done with haste.
your timing is of greatness
as for you have caught my eye,
and maybe i'll slow down
just to see you pass me by.