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Post by buffysmglover on May 26, 2008 0:34:56 GMT -5
You tell me one thing But its not what you mean. Only trust you when I see you. There's so much I haven't seen. And I wait til midnight Knowing my phone'll never ring.
You tell me one thing But it never seems true. When it comes to Timothy, You never follow through. Why do I have to be forceful In order to see you?
You tell me one thing. I tell you something back, But one day I'm gonna ask you If its honesty you lack.
But these thoughts aren't thoughts at all.
They're lies laid in a stack.
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Post by Skytteflickan88 on May 26, 2008 2:24:37 GMT -5
A real thinker, thanks for posting.
I love the last line. It sounds real meaningful, as if it's suppose to unlock the poems meaning... Okay, that was weridly explained.
I like it.
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Post by Kara on May 26, 2008 2:47:19 GMT -5
Oooh this poem is really good Tim.
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Post by buffysmglover on May 26, 2008 3:04:26 GMT -5
Thank you both. A real thinker, thanks for posting. I love the last line. It sounds real meaningful, as if it's suppose to unlock the poems meaning... Okay, that was weridly explained. I like it. The last line is a reference to the truth of it all. While I'm thinking this person is lying to me all the time in order to not have to be around me, its when I remember everything we've done together that I remember its only my anxiety talking, and everything I'm thinking is a lie. But that doesn't make the lies go away.
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