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  >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Emotional >> ID #1226555  |   Show DetailsPrinter Friendly Page Tell A Friend
Just want to call you
A recurring thought
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I just want to call you,
Just drop in a smile,
Look at the shock,
I think I’m out of line.
Open the window,
You look outside
I was once your star,
Now left behind.

Is it too late,
too late to talk?
Is it too late,
too late to walk?
My legs are weak,
I need support.
Will I give up,
or will I go on?
Only time will tell,
where this story belongs.

I cannot think,
my mind is a haze.
My vision is blurred,
I am so very dazed.
Exhausted and tired,
I pick what’s left.
It’s a broken heart,
not splintered reasons.

Please hold my hand,
I need you now.
Do not delay,
I may fall down.

I am who I am,
I changed a lot,
gave up my life,
and gave up my lot.
I was forced to leave,
it wasn't a choice.
But tell me why,
did you choose this grief.

I asked for love,
nothing more.
A bit disguised,
but I was sure.
I cried, I begged,
I burned in dread.
But you just turned,
walked n sped.

I came again,
I came from afar.
To ask forgiveness,
for what I had scarred.
It mattered not,
what I said.
I was nothing,
just another tread.

Oh please, oh please
please prove me wrong.
My mind is divided,
I can’t carry on.
I am breaking and falling,
I am afraid.
Don’t let this hurt,
spread no more.

All these words I say are true.
Please believe me,
I lie not to you.
I cried again,
I shivered in pain.
It hurt so bad,
without refrain.

"Oh help me now"
Another cry for help.
Lost in this maze,
I feel resent.
Please do not hate,
I mean no harm.
You are my love,
do not disarm.

I know my words may seem so fickle.
But trust my heart,
they are more than a trickle.
Three words for my defense,
"I love you", no pretense.

While I leave,
ill say once more.
Don’t let this hurt
spread no more.
Don’t let this hurt
Spread no more.
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