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Black & White (Ode) by Irischer Junge You do not speak your mind;
And no matter what it is I try,
I cannot seem to find
The things that are pleasing to your eye.
You do not seem to care what I do,
Whether it is the big or the little bitty things;
It seems as if I am boring you;
But I know it's not vice versa, not as my phone rings.
Whenever I hear that sound,
I pray that on the line it's you;
My head will always spin 'round,
Trying to think of what we'll do.
I'll say hello with hopeful glee,
To me you are the world.
you are everything to me,
though you are just one girl.
Up the ladder:
walk out
Down the ladder:
Disable
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Posted: September 8, 2003 3:10 PM PDT; Last modified: September 8, 2003 3:10 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.1152606 Overall Rank: 5995 Comments:
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8-Sep-03/3:11 PM
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This poem was written Spring Break 2002.
this poems major problem is that it is so dull.
If you could fit something interesting into the nicely constructed verses it would be OK. vis a vis the last line, am I to believe that usually the only way you get so much 'glee' is if you have more than one girl?
No, the last two lines(which should also both be capitalized and I don't know why they're not) mean that although this person is only one person out of the 6 billion on the planet, they were everything that mattered to me. Of course, this is an obvious hyperbole because there were certainly other things that mattered in my life.
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