Strange that you would smile
So strange that you would smile,
Just looking at you breaks me up inside.
Thinking of you pulls me to pieces.
If I'm careless I'll lose my heart,
You'll leave with a wave goodbye.
You don't know how hopelessly in love we could be.
This is insane, is this really me?
I can't stop thinking of you,
This is my emotional suicide.
So strange that you would smile.
Strange that I would smile, too.
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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| All of these.... | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| Peace to you. | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| This is me. | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| Strange that you would smile | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| Mountains Tremble | 0 | 09/07/2009 |
| The Memory of You.... | 0 | 08/27/2009 |
| His hair rustles like autumn leaves. | 0 | 08/27/2009 |
| Silently cries | 0 | 08/25/2009 |
| Sands of time | 0 | 08/25/2009 |
| In your quiet place... | 1 | 08/25/2009 |
| I burn from hunger... | 0 | 08/25/2009 |
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