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I read beautiful words of love everyday.
Why then can I not word a romantic poem,
That will ryhme, and voice the verses I would call my own?
I can draw the most amazing pictures through vivid imagery
And yet I can't write a worthwhile word or romantic poetry.
I wish to worship the love bestowed unto me
From the heart of my lover with perfectly worded accuracy
Of what our love creates, nurtures, and restores.
I want to write a poem for him that'll break down many doors
That present themselves to be boundaries that limit the merit
I give to him. To put it simply I would state that I adore
Him. There are days, I may not say how I feel for my affection is dorment,
But forever know that I am thinking of you always.
©2006-2009 ~Bloodchild77
:iconbloodchild77:

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A poem for my dissabilty to write a decent love poem for Allan.

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:iconilthilwen-tinwe:
why must i have the euberevil writer's block. :pissed:

oh well, at least one of us is still going strgong :shrug:
:iconbloodchild77:
Sucks doesn't it? :glomp: Bu I still love you!lawl. You'll break it eventually.

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Lust and hot showers go hand in hand. Both are steamy and both can have another experiencing it with you.
:iconupsidedown-insideout:
I know the feeling and I thought it was interesting that you wrote a poem about not being able to write a poem...expressing certain feelings, and I liked that. And with the ending, I think it does portray your love, which contradicts it, but that's what I liked mostly about it:) just not in the tugs-at-your-heart-strings sweet way, [I think that's the main ''problem''] but I still liked it:)

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If it's just a game, then what are we crying for?
:iconfoxey-grl:
its so cool how you can get your thoughts to sound so portic! damn i wish i could do that.
and romantic poetry is hard.. i can't write it either!

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So that is how I learned the lesson that everyones alone.
And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever gonna grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or simple song

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