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First move (Free verse) by aliena So near, yet so far
Pride keeps us wide apart
Waiting for the other
To make the first move.
When you laugh happily
I want to laugh with you
When you mope silently
I want to cheer up you
But pride holds me back
Making me wait for you
To make the first move
Side by side we walk
On almost parallel tracks
So near, yet so far
Hurting inside all along
Longing to talk but pride
Makes us wait for the other
To make the first move
Against the cry of our heart
Our pride keeps us apart
So near, yet so far
Though easy, it's so hard
Someone between me and you
Got to make the first move
Up the ladder:
Forgotten
Down the ladder:
I Love You
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Posted: December 22, 2002 8:52 AM PST; Last modified: December 22, 2002 8:52 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.899147 Overall Rank: 9883 Comments:
I like the part bout moving together like parallel tracks...really nice idea
boy! you're sharp. there are only two ways parallel tracks can move together, or appart...but wai..what's this? it's 'towards'.
for some odd reason I like the cheezy poem...but then again I love Celtic cheese...ahhhh....if you scratch my back I'll give you an oz.
know what you mean
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"I want to cheer up you", don't fucking bother, my hatred keeps me sharp, and built for war, as for you? i pray they find you with their brick bats soon.