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Rain
the best thing about the rain is that no one can see my tears
in the rain you can hide your fears,
in the rain I can hide from my peers,
the best thing about rain is I have a excuse for not going out,
in the rain no one can see me in doubt,
in the rain i can pout
the best thing about rain is no one can hear my cries
in the rain I can hide my lies
in the rain I cant see your eyes
the best thing about rain is people don't call
in the rain no one can see you crawl
in the rain no one can see you fall
the best thing about the rain is it reminds me of you
standing in the rain I wish I knew,
standing in the rain I wish it wasn’t true
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Mike Anthony Poem
ghost from the past
time is moving so fast
trembling in my own tears
trying to fight all my fears
standing in the rain
felling like I just got hit my a train
wishing I could turn off my brain
I have nothing left to gain
all I fell is pain
haunted from our memories
I fell they have become my enemies
I see you even when I blink
it really makes a guy think
what happen to us
I cant believe I mad such a fuss
I wish I had your trust
you are still my high school crush
seeing you still makes me blush
your better then a royal flush
people think they have what we do
but know one ever will
being with you is a thrill
being with you is real
I wish we where going uphill
you where the only one who could fulfill
four you I would have captured bunker hill
but right now your just a ghost
haunting me, taunting me, and flaunting in front of me
how i wish we could still be
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Sitting here trembling in fear wishing I could drink a beer,
Entrapped in my own prison,
and I cant stop seeing you in my visions,
as these fore walls taunt my every decision,
I keep wishing ,
if I knew now what I knew then,
my screams would sound a lot different
the bottle my was short term escape,
after 7 or 8 thinking of you slowed
after 11 or 12 your name would unload
but by morning I am back imprisoned,
strung out on coffee,
I fear of closing my eyes,
finding excuses to stay awake,
for this I know is not fake.
When I see you my heart skips a beat
I cant even stand on my feet
a minuet fells like weeks ,
seeing you happy is my life goal
this is what I am working for
it may be to late for me
but I want to set you free
that will put my soul at ease
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I cant stand there and watch you burn, its my turn
I wont let you get hurt, even if I get burnt
If I hear you cry It will make me die
All this because you hate the way I lie
This is real and we both know how it fells
Right now the pain, it kills
We wont fight it almost doesn’t fell right
The right fells wrong, its like that song
Fueled by our hate ,Blind from our love
Its like I am drunk, and stuck in a funk
You give me breath, when I cant breathe
I cant leave and I cant stay here
The farther I run, the closer I get
When its good its bad, when its great its worse
I cant stand there and watch you burn, its my turn
I wont let you get hurt, even if I get burnt
If I hear you cry It will make me die
All this because you hate the way I lie
Have you ever cared so much, when they are not there you cant breathe?
When they are there, you get week in the knees?
And when they leave, you can barley see.
I said I would never hurt you, and I see now how I did
Cant even look at you in your eyes
Trying not to think about all of the lies
Crazy in love, or in love crazy
Its time to go our separate ways,
Its time for us to have a new day
That was yesterday, but today
Its a different day
No promise I will show restraint
Life is a game, play it without aim
I wont lie again, but I am still watching you leave
I guess that’s why you found Steve
I cant stand there and watch you burn, its my turn
I wont let you get hurt, even if I get burnt
If I hear you cry It will make me die
All this because you hate the way I lie
I did things I didn’t mean, said things that whernt so clean
I am in a new pattern, with a different routine
But your the same as me, and just don’t believe
But when it comes to us, there is always a fuss
I know it was me, and you should flee
Our relationship was crazier then it seams
Like a hurricane and a blizzard
So I pack my bags, and go outside
I can fell the pain, with nothing left to gain
Cant even look in to my eyeball , with out needing a highball
Next time I fight , It will be though a peep sight
No next times, because I am gone
I am sorry for my lies
My games is what caused pain, and she doesn’t want me back
I know I should not have lied
This time I am gunna leave, and set my slef on fire,
That we people know we expired
I cant stand there and watch you burn, its my turn
I wont let you get hurt, even if I get burnt
If I hear you cry It will make me die
All this because you hate the way I lie
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love is not the breaths you take in,
but the breaths you lose
its not the things i buy or the things we share,
its the things i break and the fights i start when your not there
its not the sleep i lost from talking on the phone,
its not having the will to wake up now that your gone
love is not cuddling up on the couch and watching tv ,
love is crying wile trying to gather the strength to make it to the couch
its not joy and being happy when I look in your eyes,
its the pain and fear now that I am not looking in them
its not our first kiss,
its our last fight
love is not looking forward to seeing you,
love is hiding in the crowd when you walk by
its not being happy together,
its not having the strength to be alone
its not our common interest ,
its our disagreements
love is not laughing and smiling,
love is tearing up and turning away
its not our first date ,
its him taking you to our restaurant
its not the fear of loosening you and wishing it would last forever ,
its fighting to live with out you and wishing your memories would fade
love is how I fell about you,
love is not how you fell about me
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A picture is worth a thousand words
but when I look at your I am speechless
As I stare back at what was
my mind races off
our first date
I think I kissed you to late
but let me tell you it was fate
my heart beat at a dangerous rate
I knew then you where my mate,
our first outing
that's when I knew there was no more doubting
I could fell our love sprouting
I was finally done scouting
first time at your house
I was quite as a mouse
you where wearing the most stunning blouse
thats when I knew you would be my spouse
how could I be so dumb
I fell like I lost the one
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