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"There he is," passing by,
My heart skips a beat, I sigh,
I ask myself would he ever look my way,
"Oh, there he goes," maybe not today.
Maybe tomorrow he will,
If I manage to stand still,
But when I look in the mirror I see,
Why he'd never look at me.
Could I ever compete with the girls he talks to?
Would I be able to make his dreams come true?
I push those thoughts away so I don't feel blue,
And start thinking of better things to do.
It’s a sunny day as I sing along the way,
I see him coming in the opposite direction,
He comes closer and closer,
He turns his head and looks
Right through me!
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Rana Lo.
Poetry, to me, is a way to express my deepest feelings and thoughts. Sometimes I can't tell others how I feel so I write it down. In the beginning my poetry mainly revolved around love and heartbreak but now (I think) I've matured and try to generalize my topics. Can't wait for your comments and feedback!
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good mohamed hamed | Jan 26th, 2005
good .you are talented in poetry
Visible Khalid | Feb 9th, 2005
Invisible girl,listen to me..
two eyes r not enough to see..
the beauty that's hidin..
inside the sea..
Two eyes r not able to look..
at world that's saved behind a lock..
It takes much more..
than wings & eyes..
to fly and soar
all over the skies..
I've seen some feelings,
and more than a thought..
through some lines u honestly wrote
So,dont be sad..and if u are,
enjoy it as some chocklate bar;)
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