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Why is it I feel to never leave his life?
The sound of his voice?
His sweet, loving voice...
Oh how it makes me feel
Such tranquility, so serene
When he gets nasty
And mean
I only wish to redeem
His achy, breaky heart
His happiness, is mine
Somewhat, not all the time
But no one
Can compare
To him
The one who stole my heart
Love at first sight
The one who kept me warm
As we gazed at stars
and galaxies
Through the night
I want to be there
For him
In his heart
He is still in mine
I'll keep looking after him
No matter what
Ever comes to reality
I must be his little, Guardian something
For I am surely not a Saint of Thee
- by Thugjointmafia |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 07/16/2008 |
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- Title: His Little, Guardian Something
- Artist: Thugjointmafia
- Description: A poem I wrote a year ago about an ex whom I felt drawn to while in a relationship with someone else.
- Date: 07/16/2008
- Tags: love
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Comments (6 Comments)
- x-Bear_Hugs - 03/27/2011
- awesome
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- itsSmilesLuv - 10/09/2010
- nice poem
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- Adrilaxas - 02/15/2009
- If it's poetry, it doesn't fit in a nonfiction section.
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- Dear Ximena - 01/10/2009
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This is a really nice poem
I think you did an excellent job
And it doesn't have to be under poetry if you dont want it to
It is something real that deserves to be known as real - Report As Spam
- Mecha zeroni - 12/18/2008
- cool
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- Pwale - 07/16/2008
- It's a nice poem, but you should put it in the poetry section, not here.
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