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Concrete-Make Their Own Shape All my life my optimism knew no bounds
Until you came along and broke my heart
Now I find myself exacting tit for tat
And praying that I won't fall all apart!
I always thought with hope or expectancy
And never watched for bad in anything
BUT LOVING YOU HAS MADE ME
TAKE A DIFFERENT TACT N O
LONGER DO I THINK MY HEART
IS KING. I REALIZE THAT OTHERS
HAVE A HAND IN IT--WHETHER
MY HEART WILL OR WILL NOT
SING. SO DON'T BE ALL
UPSET WHEN I SEEM TO
BE PESSIMISTIC IN MY
ATTITUDE. YOU
DID IT
TO ME
WHEN
Y O U
L EFT
A N D
WENT
AWAY
A N Y
O N E
(LIKE ME)
WOULD
CHANGE HER
U S U A L M O O D
hey there jess
this poem reminds me of how much of an influence people have on who we are. wheather it be love or just friendship, that's why its always important to surround ourselves with optimistic poeple...........
pam
Hmmmm, quite a statement Jess, would that be directed at anyone in particuliar? lol
Kim
PS, like the shape, too.