What We Can Not ChangeA Poem by HeatherHis words are a mystery unable to tell what will come next while our conversation still lingers on my lips and always has the same results; unable to describe exactly what he means when its written out right in front of me and i'm getting lost in his sentences.
my disagreements wilt to agreements and i find myself smilying at everything he does he is so close and yet, is miles and miles away i end up falling to pieces but he doesn't notice
i find myself losing a game i was never playing i offered it all without even offering and lost it all at the same moment leaving with nothing though i came empty handed. © 2008 HeatherReviews
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Added on August 16, 2008Last Updated on August 17, 2008 AuthorHeatherAboutI like to write. So read and tell me (honestly) what you think! I'm up for any and all critiques. more..Writing
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