The Chronicles of A New Day part 2 New Feelings Old Skin
One more look
one more time someone took
this time i talk about it in a rhyme
i choose not to write in prose
yet im not a dead poet and dont talk in the dead language of the rose
i think and think over.. and over.. and now i see
even when i close my eyes i think of me
and the other and if you think i am mean
by not explaining then you dont know what i mean
now I am back here again where fey
and inveigh
started... back where the first real rhyme came
where my heart became untame
now back where i leaned of my hood
i learned i could
keep a shroud that could keep others away
for even more then a day
back thinking of her... onve again i am here
thinking and thinking some more, calling her darling and dear
o how i shed tear after tear
just gotta get over her
knowing she won't love me back
to no avail... i have the same feelings and yet
the stage away still be set
but though i didnt get over you i am different...
poem by David Knox
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