F*****g dont

A Poem by

its about trying to love someone when you know you love someone else and having to make the decision to hurt the person your trying to love so you can be with who you realy do.

dont evan say

what dosent want to be heard

Ill fly further away

like a new breed of bird

well, didnt know me after all

so guess this is my very last call

I don't like those who overreact

there lucky to have heads in tact

dont f*****g play games

you realy look lame

its my life

its my shame

dont push me away

then beg me to stay

im not on a string

i stand and await my ring

for he'll come and preach his love

And we'll realese a million doves

for this choice is ours to make

love is give and take

you must always have one

you cant choose none

and the choice must not be fake

it has to be real

I cant make a deal

for all my happiness it must be fate

© 2011

Author's Note

ya, hard to understand i wrote this in a complete angry freak out and just kinda wanted to throw it out there

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Julius Whimbird

You have a gift for poetry. That much is proven by this poem alone. I know not much of e.e. cummings, but I *do* know that you remind me lots of him. Poetry is a free form of writing and is probably the only area of writing at which grammar is not much of a factor, depending on your style. Keep on writing!

P.S. Even though grammar may not play much of a key role, stay consistent. I noticed that you capitalize in one part and completely don't in another.