LAYIN IT DOWN...

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    LAYIN IT DOWN...

    I didn't meet your eyes, didn't fall for the disguise
    the mask that you wear for all to see
    pretty eyes flashing flirting with everyone
    just to see who dares
     My interest is caught I'm stuck, spellbound
    like some others my chest pounds
     The signals, hints that are so subtle
    looks that you give makes me puddle
     Are you serious, is this real
    the look in your eyes,is that how you feel
     I read into it, more than I should
    but with those signals almost anybody would
     Once I stepped to far I miss-read the signs
    guess I couldn't just read between the lines
     You never date someone, who doesn't have potential
    so i stoped to think, who else has credentials
     you say I make you smile and I do my best
    to make my time worth your while
     Not sure what I did or maby didn't do
    I tried my damndest to get through to you
     I pushed the point more than a touch
    but I wouldn't of done it, if you didn't mean so much
     Now I won't be a puppy on a string
    your every now and then kind of plaything
     I'll fight to keep you, to keep what is mine
    but if you're not with me then I got left behind
     So i toss and turn late at night
    somethings missing, it's not quite right
     My hands reaching out arms full of air
    I sit up realising I'm the one who cares
     Just like usual I've jumped too far
    way to damn fast
     I should have known, now it's kickin my ass

    SPC Knight Gregory M.
    U.S. Army Kuwait OIF 1

     

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    InfinityKnott commented on LAYIN IT DOWN...

    11-30-2009

    This is well done. I think everybody knows this kind of person that you write about and can relate to the foolish heartbreak. Jumping to far, to soon only to see later what you missed when you were blinded by their deception.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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