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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1162987
Sometimes, I feel like giving up when the skies won't open up to shower me.

If I could will...but I can't

I could never will the sun to shine
no matter how hard I try
I could never will a flower to bloom
if the rain won't fall from the sky
I could never will my heart to die
no matter how terrible I try

I could never make love swoon
no sun, rain or flower bloom
can spell me from my doom

I could never promise to promise a word
if return is hard, unflavored to taste
I could never will my eyes to blind
no matter how awful my lies
I could never sing with eyes unchaste
No truth, no promise or word to taste
can separate my heart from the paste

What is a dreamer to do?
Who is the vision, what is reality?
Why won't these eyes materialize
the sun and the rain, a flower in bloom?
Where is the truth, a promise, a love?
Why is my heart rendered eternally doomed
bleeding for what the poet never wrote?

I could never make love swoon
No sun, rain or flower bloom
can spell me from my doom.

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