someday

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    someday

    i sit here in this window with a secret that i keep
    waiting to tell you but i know you wont believe
    you held me last night and there in the dark
    you left my emotions falling apart
    you stole my heart, body and soul
    you left me completely out of control
    if i could just hold you i would feel better
    just the thought of us being together
    if i could just have you without hesitation
    if you could just take me without reservation
    but i know it cant be, my secret desire
    the tears that fall will put out the fire
    so, ill sit in this window with this secret that i keep
    hoping maybe someday, in my future you will be

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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