I don’t get what I want
I wanted the world but most of all was you!
Your eyes that I could stare at for hours upon hours;
Your free spirit to take us ANYWHERE!
I haven’t got it yet but still I’m hoping.
Wow what a difference it is when you’re with your friends.
I still want you.
Your hair the way you can mess it up and it just goes back.
Your smell
What an impulse and a risk to be with you.
I haven’t got what I wanted yet!
Legendary8 commented on I don’t get what I want
06-05-2009
06/05/2009
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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| That Saturday night I will always remember | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
| I don’t get what I want | 1 | 06/05/2009 |
| You stole everything from me | 0 | 06/05/2009 |
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