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For every tear you cry
I'll shed two from my eyes
Every time you smile
My day becomes peaceful
When you run away
A part of me becomes missing
When you cut yourself
I cringe as scars rip into me
You happiness brings me peace
Your hugs my warmth
Your love my life
You smiles become my own
Your tears bring on my rainy nights
Your anger tears at my heart
Your screams cause me pains
Your fists bruise me
Rip into my flesh
Scream my ears to deafness
Curse me unto darkness
Break my heart till it's no more
Break my will
Destroy my happiness
Cause me pain
Make me cry
But in the end it's worth it
As long as I can make you smile
But why may you ask?
Because I love you
I'll shed two from my eyes
Every time you smile
My day becomes peaceful
When you run away
A part of me becomes missing
When you cut yourself
I cringe as scars rip into me
You happiness brings me peace
Your hugs my warmth
Your love my life
You smiles become my own
Your tears bring on my rainy nights
Your anger tears at my heart
Your screams cause me pains
Your fists bruise me
Rip into my flesh
Scream my ears to deafness
Curse me unto darkness
Break my heart till it's no more
Break my will
Destroy my happiness
Cause me pain
Make me cry
But in the end it's worth it
As long as I can make you smile
But why may you ask?
Because I love you
Literature
Cheap and Tawdry Married Love
My mother cried when I married you.
Twisted up her brothel-keeper's mouth
and bawled-
'That girl's gone and sold herself too cheap.
...And after everything I told her!'
My aunt patted her hand
Slyly reminding her how bad the deal was,
Your poor job-prospects,
The tiny diamond on the ring
Your mother had given us
Because you couldn't afford to buy one.
I paid them no heed.
Smiling, I posed for the photos
Thankful I'd escaped.
Do you see me?
Standing there beside you
In your sharp suit and your Fagin smile.
I was innocent then,
I couldn't see the flames
But I could still burn...
Literature
a tale
stolen by the gypsies
you had your hold on me
life was circles and rings
colour fervour parades
on the bandwagon i rode and dangled my feet
as I watched our shadows pass
the tattered mosses of love
seven seasons of birth and death
we lapped at the nectar from the bluebells
and plucked the fruit from the Queen
solstice to solace
a peace beyond heaven
but a darkness came and your ghosts returned
pale thin cold
you reached for me no longer
you shared your bed with the past
making love to the what ifs and coulda beens
and i with pale eyes
looked down the path we
journeyed / painted
found the point where paths divided
and to
Literature
Tell Me A Tale Of Tomorrow
Tell me a tale of tomorrow;
Where will I be when I'm there?
My life is a mess,
So it's anyone's guess.
Hello, does anyone care?
Sing me a song of the future;
Look into your crystal ball.
What is the news;
Am I singing the blues?
Have I fallen; how far did I fall?
Time is a very good teacher;
Death is the king of kings.
Which ever you choose,
You really can't lose.
It's not over 'til the fat lady sings.
copyright Tom Wilcox 2004
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wow great poem.. look at all the hugs heart shapes being shared around lol. I think we can ALL relate to this poem. There's always that someone or people that we love deeply and would never let them go eh?