Everyday

I know what those pictures are for
That you change around almost every day
You know that I've built a house of my own
You know that I've blocked the sun
I've lost the will to burn myself
I've lost the will to walk
But, 
still there's a part of me that searches you
Almost everyday
Just to look at that pictures 
That you change around almost every day


I know what those pictures are for
I know what do you want

Even though the wind has blown away 
The last dried leaf of hope that I had
You know what I'm made off
You know what I live off

You know me more that I ever should have let you
And I love you more than you ever should have let me
And there's nothing I can do
So can't you

But If the heart ever silently speaks to you
Of the pain that I endure when I have to see
The guy who's holding you 
Almost everyday
But you know that 
No matter what I will
Do what you want me to do 
Almost everyday 

Just to look at that pictures 
That you change around almost every day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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November 15, 2010 at 10:13 PM
an enjoyable free verse, enjoyed,..p.d.
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