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Feb 07, 2006 23:59

will I ever achieve the literary eloquence I desire?
Will I ever live the dreams I have set for myself?
Will I ever feel the level of self confidence I require?
Will I ever match the image I show to everyone else?

If I never achieve the feats I know I'm capable of,
If I fail utterly in the things that I do,
If I ruin all else, I'll still have memories of love
If I have nothing else, I'll still have memories of you.

When the words that I say never come out quite right
when the feelings I hide stay too well hidden
when the people I love seem too far out of sight
Then the thought of you comes to my mind unbidden

Though I feel without friend, traverse darkness alone
Though I hear not a sound through the mist
Though I wander, I know with you I have found a home
Though I cry, I found peace when we kissed

I will look to the future with pitfalls and snares
I will laugh in the face of my fear
I will hold tight your hand and throw out my cares
I will be content that you dream of me near.

bad poetry

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