tuesdays child aint here...its me
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How could i forget my watch...heheh TYTYTY Alison
I went to work with my new watch and i kept it on UK time,lol, just cause im a freak
heh
Happy tuesdays,warm fuzzies all around !
Today in chat land Alison said sumthing about her children and seeing her dad in their eyes,It reminded me of this.
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I always wanted my fathers eyes
In deep brown
Oozing the kindness they bestowed on me
Although they raged and ranted
Perhaps screamed,for no good reason
I held my own reasons,
in jaded thoughts
.
It mattered not in truth
Dont all little gurls
Just want to love their daddy
And didnt I
.
Somedays I encrypt myself
Carrying martyrdoms sword
Jailing myself from my own inadequacies
To hold up a painted smile
.
Ah, but I lose myself
In muddles of obsession
Ground zero
The place I land
When I close my own sightless eyes
.
I see his earthen tones
Flecking yellow
Gnawing at the memory
I easily paste the crumbles
For he was my daddy
Alas,I did so want his eyes
.
Or any strong feature to grasp
Pulling the linear geneology of life onward
I do see similiar eyes
In generations next
Never the same though,
the fleck of brown I yearn
They ensnare there own bloodline
Mine is to be quelled
.
And really...
When I look in the mirror
All I ever wanted
Was to grasp, to clasp
Some essence of understanding
To see why my sight
Returns my gaze in emerald hues
.
When all I wanted
Yes all I ever wanted
Was to have my fathers eyes.
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How could i forget my watch...heheh TYTYTY Alison
I went to work with my new watch and i kept it on UK time,lol, just cause im a freak
heh
Happy tuesdays,warm fuzzies all around !
Today in chat land Alison said sumthing about her children and seeing her dad in their eyes,It reminded me of this.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
I always wanted my fathers eyes
In deep brown
Oozing the kindness they bestowed on me
Although they raged and ranted
Perhaps screamed,for no good reason
I held my own reasons,
in jaded thoughts
.
It mattered not in truth
Dont all little gurls
Just want to love their daddy
And didnt I
.
Somedays I encrypt myself
Carrying martyrdoms sword
Jailing myself from my own inadequacies
To hold up a painted smile
.
Ah, but I lose myself
In muddles of obsession
Ground zero
The place I land
When I close my own sightless eyes
.
I see his earthen tones
Flecking yellow
Gnawing at the memory
I easily paste the crumbles
For he was my daddy
Alas,I did so want his eyes
.
Or any strong feature to grasp
Pulling the linear geneology of life onward
I do see similiar eyes
In generations next
Never the same though,
the fleck of brown I yearn
They ensnare there own bloodline
Mine is to be quelled
.
And really...
When I look in the mirror
All I ever wanted
Was to grasp, to clasp
Some essence of understanding
To see why my sight
Returns my gaze in emerald hues
.
When all I wanted
Yes all I ever wanted
Was to have my fathers eyes.
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