When I sit in your presence and you display
A lump of clay and the future that's gonna be
But I stare in shock and can't really speak
How your working, what you are making complete
the portrait in Your head, that I can't see
So I sit, and I wait, And I hear
That, you got a plan for me
That I cannot see, just yet
But that's alright
Your art to be
That's not complete, just yet
Your light's still burning bright
The easy comes and I wish it to stay
But the hard times come and push it away
And start to forget how the plan is suppose to be
The pain and strife seems to rip it apart
The trash and the sin that blocks inside my heart
And The sight comes near, now it's time to breathe
The tough is here to make this clear:
"I've screwed up, I've failed and I'm stuck right here"
But all is not lost, and you speak the words to me...
Sent from my iPod
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ReplyDeleteYes. I realize I comment on almost every poem you write. But I like it when I get comments on my stuff, so I figure you do too. lol.
Lol, I love it when people comment and give me feedback so fank you very much :P This is actually lyrics to a song I recorded yesterday :P
ReplyDeleteReally?!?! That is so cool!! I really do like this. I am quite jealous of your poetic...ness. lol. :P
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