Who's To Say?
Who’s to say,
She can’t create a feeling,
That you can’t forget,
What if she is the one,
That I will be,
In love even if it’s temporary,
Til she finds the flaws of me,
She’s the reason that I say,
I need a substance in my life today,
Goofy and yet, filled with pride,
She don’t need no where to hide,
She’s got the,
I want to be,
The one who stands beside her,
I’d give her anything,
To let her see,
That I could be,
The one she needs today,
To help her,
Or whatever she’d prefer,
To be honest,
She could stab me in the chest,
In my last gasping breath,
No matter how bad it hurt,
I’d apologize for bleeding on her shirt.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (18.104.22.168) -- Sunday, June 26 2005, 09:46 pm|
Wil,WOW! your absolutely Amazin', this is such s touchin' piece,in all you do i know you would give her anything..lovely heart piece.thanx for a touch and taste of your heart.
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