Friday, 10 February 2012

Debt of words

There are many
There are a few
Words that I'm torn
On saying to you
So many thoughts
Each day I see
Floating in my head
Endlessly

Round and round
No noise, no sound
Without beginning, and no end
Know that I should have penned
Every drip, every drop
That ran non-stop
Through my heart and my mind
In which you're entwined

Days breaks slowly
Awake I've long been
Many different scenarios
I have seen
Some good, some bad
Flashed before my eyes
Have I won or lost
What was the prize

Round and round
No noise, no sound
Without beginning, and no end
Know that I should have penned
Every drip, every drop
That ran non-stop
Through my heart and my mind
In which you're entwined

Find myself
In no man's land
Don't always
Genuinely understand
Where it's all at
As the day grows
With the beats of my heart
And how my blood flows

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