The Man That Turned Up Out The Blue

by gemowski   May 18, 2006


Pretend pretend our loves pretend,
it drives me crazy, round the bend,
how can it be at an end,
for our loves not real but just pretend.

Again again your back again not just in house, my bed as well,
it's hell its hell i swear its hell,
but from the moment i saw you i more than fell.

One day you love my one day you don't, it would be easier to slit your throat, i don't i wont, you'll only gloat, if i went one inch near your throat.

I sit and cry it hurts inside some days you just make me wanna die,

But in all i do it's just for you my heart my love is only true.

I feel hurt i feel pain and you really do drive me insane, am i really the one that you must blame.

No matter what you do I'll be true, after all, our days aren't always blue, so days are just as happy to.
because all I'll ever want is you...

The Man That Turned Up Out The Blue.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Cody

    Good poem about how hard it is to fight through love but if anyone can make it through its you
    -Here till the end of next week
    Cody