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(conversion confusion, this is actually the original post for this thread)

 

 

 

Where are you?

Looking for your face in a crowd,

Yes, I was wrong,

Saying things I shouldn’t aloud.

 

But you see I need you,

And I loose all sense when

Things don’t look perfect;

What you’ve deserved since then

When your face was an angel’s,

With a voice to send

Fear and pain from me.

 

And so when

After time looses track,

Your voice stops,

Fear strides back.

 

Now I utter silent prayer,

In desperate hope,

That through the crowd,

Your face will appear,

And in cloying clamour,

Your voice arise

To wipe all fear,

Of a court clown’s disgrace

With soft caressing whisper.

 

In that peaceful interlude,

I would strive to show,

A world deserving of you,

Through words,

Of love in heart,

Of peace in soul.

 

Find perfection in what I give,

For all I am is yours,

While I know it’s not quite right,

It’s a perfect me.

 

 

Yes, I was away, if anyone noticed. lol. for about two months, except the two poems I actually managed to post *proud*

 

So, hello everyone. how are you?

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