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I want to help you fly,
But not away from me.
I want what's best for you,
But fear what that might be.
There is no paradox
More difficult than this:
That I would die for you,
Yet not give up your kiss.
So do not mind my madness;
Fly bravely, if you must:
I'll watch you, happy in your joy,
And teach my heart to trust.
wrote this last night. dunno but umm crap. i dont feel this way completely im freaking out in ways unbound, nothing like hearing i love, thats the greatest sound. so here is another poem thrown together derived from thoughts i cant fix but want to rationalize, all these peoms im taking down in a day or so. wrote em in my paper journal but not going to keep em for the world to see.
But not away from me.
I want what's best for you,
But fear what that might be.
There is no paradox
More difficult than this:
That I would die for you,
Yet not give up your kiss.
So do not mind my madness;
Fly bravely, if you must:
I'll watch you, happy in your joy,
And teach my heart to trust.
wrote this last night. dunno but umm crap. i dont feel this way completely im freaking out in ways unbound, nothing like hearing i love, thats the greatest sound. so here is another poem thrown together derived from thoughts i cant fix but want to rationalize, all these peoms im taking down in a day or so. wrote em in my paper journal but not going to keep em for the world to see.