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Deanna Lambert Poem
“I wish you were here” By: Deanna Lambert
I wish you were here
Telling me it’s going to be alright
When I stay up all night
I just want you to know
That you’ll never leave my heart
For you have an irreplaceable hold that will never rest
And I hope you know that you’ll always be the best
But there is a reason for everything
And that’s why I hope you’re happy
Because I miss you so much
I do wish you were here
To tell me to never fear
For you’re always here
I hope you know
I won’t forget that you’re watching
Making sure I’m always safe
What more could I ask for?
Maybe for you to stay a little more…
But it was time
To take you away
And don’t you ever think
That anyone will take your place
No matter what
Because you’re the one I wish was here
Standing near
Telling me that it’s going to be alright
Copyright © Deanna Lambert | Year Posted 2010
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He would stay beside me
And call me Baby
But also hold my hand
And through my problems he’d withstand
He’d kiss me softly
And say things that were so corny
He’d call me beautiful instead of hot
Because he knew that meant a lot
He’d lend me his jacket if I’m cold
Then snuggle close with our hands in a stronghold
He shouldn’t believe what other people are told
The late night calls
How you and I would fall…
So deeply in love
I thank heaven above
To have you
To say I love you too
You’re the Perfect Guy
I’m not going to lie.
Copyright © Deanna Lambert | Year Posted 2010
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Deanna Lambert Poem
I feel one Glambert can influence another. One true Glambert that believes in what they
want. One Glambert that looks at themselfs as a person and not as someone who’s trying to
impress the ones around them. I’ve been tought so well by the one, true master of this
ability. He’s not only tought me to appreciate music, but to appreciate life. Life is here for
you to live it, so take chances and work to get what you want, a quote said by only one
person. He’s influenced me in so many ways that I cannot explain. I’ve been exposed to so
many things that I’ve never even thought of before. Showed me that not everything has to
be the same and you’re not weird. You’re different and different is good. He’s a giving
person and only gives to those who deserve his attention. I am obsessed with the fact that
he is so comftorble in his own skin and repects others everywhere, he’s so diverse and
welcome to everything everywhere. but he’s not perfect and he’s admitted that. Another
reason why this man is my idol. I think having an idol so inperational as he is, is a good
thing.
Try and live your life and ignore the people that get in your way, they leave. They don’t
mean anything. All they do it build up your resistance against ignorance. And once you’ve
been built up so much, and taken so much anger and nonsense from so many people, you’ll
fly. No one can touch you. No one.
Copyright © Deanna Lambert | Year Posted 2010
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Deanna Lambert Poem
Baby, Take me...
To a place I want to be,
With you...
Tell me that you love me too
But, you left me
Ripped my fragile heart and stopped on it twice...
You never loved me, did you?
But I loved you...
Called you my Boo
Drew me and you
I was committed...
Oh, how our realtionship was knotted...
With so many tears and anger
We were in Danger...
But today I write this, to my one and only
I'm so lonely..
You're not here
To hold me near...
Copyright © Deanna Lambert | Year Posted 2010
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Deanna Lambert Poem
“Should I?”
You’re my best friend
We tell each other everything
You are like water
I need you to live
Though I have a secret that shall not mend
I’m afraid that I have let this go on too long
Though you are as clueless as a baby
What should I do?
I know I must make the right choice
But I’m afraid I don’t know how
You deserve to know the truth
Though it may hurt just a little
Keeping this unknown can be bad
It will haunt you
And me too
Though I will have my regrets in this
For this is not to tell you
Or to tell you I’m sorry
I have to make a choice
As shall you too
This choice is shouting for my attention
The choice that makes me feel good when it’s over with
Something you will thank me for later on
For doing the right thing
But I still don’t know what to do
When the two words pop in my head
I’m deciding
I should
Copyright © Deanna Lambert | Year Posted 2010
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