![]() My SearchA Poem by Mark![]() There is a fine line between need and obsession.![]() I'm not looking for your love to save me I'm just trying to find that other half. The rended tear, that won't let me be needing to fill the ache in my soul The clouds my imagination gets lost in are soft and warm, dark and thin If we fall from the fog and land too hard let's try to make us one from the broken shards I don't want to give this away again but I'm not too frightened by the unknown and maybe being too quick is my biggest sin but I've been lying to myself, about being alone I'm tired of this endless burn The heat and blood, and unmended need alive, while pain makes my heart churn I'm tired of the search, the endless night bleed You could heal my pain and make it right You can't save me, I can only cope but I can fill that place in your empty night and be your star, give you my hope Two into one, one against all the emotional coaster is no thrill let's put us together as we fall before we become Love's next kill
© 2012 Mark |
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4 Reviews Added on April 15, 2012 Last Updated on April 15, 2012 Author![]() MarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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