Th3 On3

by So imperfect im perfect   May 7, 2007


I know he is the one
he tells me how much
he really cares
with every little touch

he is my best friend
has been for so long
and i know
it will never end

i think i have lost my touch
my poems now suck
i have set for an hour
still with nothing

im so happy now
i guess i can only write
when im dark and depressed
writing about love and cutting

the guy i always wrote about
is now mine
he is there for me when i need him
he loves me again

but his best friend
is totally in the way
he is in love with me
and doesnt know what i really want

i try to rhyme
but who am i kidding
i got NOTHING!

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