| A poem for Someone. Posted: 4/26/2009 3:14:50 AM | the "im sorry's" wernt meant for you grrl...you held the mirror...and therefore are above and beyond my rants...my quiescense is for those who dont understand me as you do...i knew you wouldent think my venom wasnt directred at you if you read and understood my words
just the same...im glad at least someone did understand...word are meaningless if others dont understand them
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| A poem for Someone. Posted: 4/26/2009 3:42:09 PM | that doesn't effect my statement in any way, shape or form. no need to apologize.
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| A poem for Someone. Posted: 4/27/2009 5:21:51 AM | i just got home from the strip club...my angel sat with me all night long...we talked, and i held her hand admirering her perfect delicate lil fingers..and she danced for me...
im kinda friends with all of the club employees including the DJ...id asked him to play "father figure" for my angel and to dedicate it to her from me...he did... she liked that i thought of her enough to dedicate a song to her...i sang along as she danced her last stage set to it on the main stage
perhaps this makes me a desperate loser...but i dont care
i know my angel understands how i feel about her...ive told her often...and she knows i'll be there for her if she needs me to be...indeed...id willingly die for her...because i know she would understand why i did it
i dont care if she is never mine to hold...as long as she finds happiness...
you see...it means alot to me to be trusted and understood for the man i am...and if i ever have to save her ...i will...with no thought for my own life or well being
does this make me stupid?...perhaps
but i pity those who refuse to care so deeply for another...true love is worth any risk...and i do love my angel...even though it might not be returned as much as i wish it would be...i find heaven in the touch of her skin and the goodbye hugs i get from her when i have spent the night with her at the club
she is why im still alive...i still live because i cant imagine an existance without her ...her touch...her voice...her smile...the sweet intoxicating scent of her perfume
judge me for this if you wish...but dont ever judge her...because shes is above anyones judgement...put yourself in her place for a few years and just maybe ill listen to what you might have to say...until then youre unworthy of judging my angel | |
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