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incomplete poem When you look at me, what do you see?incomplete poem by ~almighty-davi
She's happy, she's sad
Indifferent and mad
When you think of me, what are your thoughts?
She's fire, she's ice
But her smile's kinda nice
When you hear my voice, what do you hear?
I hear her sorrow, her endless pain
What can I do to make her sane?


Only forward. People surrounded her as she climbed the steps of the old tower, yet she felt completely alone. No one took any notice of her; she was invisible. Up and up she went, gazing out the windows as she passed them to see how far she'd gone. She reached the top, and stepped out into the glaring sunlight. All around her, every where she turned, she saw an endless blue sky dotted with white and gray clouds that capped the lush green mountains surrounding the lone tower. The people around her oohed and ahhed at the sight, snapping photos of the scenery and of each other. She wished they would all go away so that she might enjoy this moment on her own.Only forward. by ~almighty-davi


and when I wake and when I wakeand when I wake by ~almighty-davi
to your sweet kiss
Ill know at last
just what Ive missed
and when the darkness
lets me go
Ill see your eyes
and I will know
and when I wake
to your sweet kiss
Ill know at last
just what Ive missed
and when I see
that smile of yours
my heart, it leaps
my heart, it roars
and when I wake
to your sweet kiss
Ill know at last
just what Ive missed
and when you wrap
your arms round tight
I know well win
in any fight
and when I wake
to your sweet kiss
Ill know at last
just what Ive missed
and when I feel
your lips on m
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