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Kristin Miller Poem
Where do I go ?
What should I do?
Cannot mistake
My feelings about you.
Running behind,
Making mistakes,
What do I give?
What do I take?
You seem to know
What I should do
But, you're not me
You are you...
Empty feelings,
of being alone.
I cannot wait
until you're not home.
You yell, you scream
You make mistakes.
But now it's different,
it's O.K.
You seem to know
What I should do
But, you're not me
You are you...
Undying surface
Emmenseful pain
You have no knowledge
that's what I'll gain.
Crucial arrogance,
times go bad.
I'll always remember,
I have no Dad.
You seem to know
What I should do
But, you're not me
You are you...
Copyright © Kristin Miller | Year Posted 2005
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Kristin Miller Poem
Late last night as I was lying in my bed,
visions of you all flowing through my head.
I wanted to touch you, to feel you were there,
It all seemed so real, but it's all just so bare.
No amount of words could explain to you, whats on my mind.
I'm lying here wondering if the one I'm searching for,
Is going to be the one that I will find.
In a perfect world we would know who our only one is.
But this world isn't perfect so I'm still searching
so that I don't ever miss;
The chance to find that someone to hug and to kiss,
to hold and to cherish, as my life's succeeding bliss.
Know that now I can only ask you- to someday
stand by my side, and I'll wait for your answer,
to know if it would be right.
I have a lot of dreams and plenty of fantasies;
But tonight I dream for a reality,
as I close my eyes and Fall Asleep..........
Copyright © Kristin Miller | Year Posted 2005
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Kristin Miller Poem
Scars of love stain you
you even seem to hate you
I left no life to remind you
of what I was to you
You think I'm gone; I've just begun
Your life is my gun; I'm pulling your trigger for fun
What is the problem with all this?
never protect me, never me you miss
You're happy, in perfect bliss.
Such sweet words, from your blood red kiss.
Your heart I'm gonna rip apart
so sad you can't understand
When are you gonna start,
to finally be a man?
You think that I'm sad; look what I had!
Your life is my gun and I'm pulling your trigger for fun
Copyright © Kristin Miller | Year Posted 2005
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Kristin Miller Poem
Sitting here in solitude,
my own hearts lonliness sets in.
Somehow I've lost,
what I thought were my friends.
Each and every day
I hope it will get better.
But, it is so hard,
when you've been stripped,
of all that mattered.
I handed you my heart,
for just a moment.
Longing for you to embrace it.
As i struggle to hold back
the tears that soon followed.
How can you just leave
my heart on the floor?
I felt so foolish and so hurt.
Why did I open myself up to you?
I guess somewhere in my mind,
I convinced myself that,
I could be the one embracing you.
Sadly I was wrong.
I should not have spoken.
It would have saved our friendship
and my broken................heart.
Copyright © Kristin Miller | Year Posted 2005
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