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by Tamara Apr 30, 2008 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I use to watch the wind rattle leaves, flowers in bloom, and birds in the tree. I use to do it, just for me. I have never been a nature person, I don't find the forest pretty. It's just the feeling you get, it makes you fall on your knees. It's like you're suddenly free because nobody can find you here. More important, pain can't find you here. Well I lost that serenity, but in turn I win, You see this boy I think he is worth it. The only thing I ever miss, isn't being single, isn't my friends it's something more than that. It's the comforting feeling, that I can always find myself. that I can fix my problems, just by getting lost in a forest. Well I had learnt to hold my own hand. And I had learnt to dry my own eyes. But now, it's all gone to waste, Cause I'm so lost in your tied.