Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Last Goodbye





She is seventeen, low self-esteem
She's my number one desire
Her heart's as cold as midnight ice
but her love is as warm as fire

With a stunning glare she looks at me
as if I don't exist
But with her arms she takes me in
for one last, unbridled kiss

She's always been an optimist
so filled with such perverse
Her love is such a gift
and then her love is such a curse

She's always mean, and always keen
She's wrapped around my heart
But with never ending knowledge
I am anything but smart

Unbreakable and broken
she's the wind in all this rush
She keeps my soul held on a string
unreachable and easy to touch

Never letting go of hope
So caught up in one last chance
I'm far too strong to fall down here
too weak to take a stance

She takes me in and spits me out
and leaves me here to die
or at least until she returns to me
to give me one last happy goodbye

Signed,
A fool for love

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