SatisfactionA Poem by AdamHellI have given up on satisfaction; it doesn't exist. I don't have to get what I want to have what I need. What will it take for you to see the moments missed. You waste life, passing opportunity without heed.
There is just so much love left without expression, and I cannot understand where it is life and love part. So I replay memeories in my mind with rapid succession. Only to see what has been eating away at my heart.
I am not a complicated man, just a desperate lover. So I will retreat to where my heart may find cover.
© 2008 Adam |
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1 Review Added on December 10, 2008 AuthorAdamMeridian, IDAboutI am not a writer, and I am failing at attempting. However I am currently being published, and I am working on being able to write poetry and a perty cool girl I know inspired me to channel it through.. more..Writing
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