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I'm Not One for Sleep

I'm speaking the language of love

and I don't know what I'm saying

Empty words and feelings

that I'm just not feeling

I don't understand these phrases and clauses

but i'm so good, no stutters, no pauses



They're flowing like river right off of these lips

Enjoying a drink in delicate sips

Just rolling off this tongue, tasting the cherry balm

Knowing soon I'll hurt you, your heart held in my palm

I'll be playing with it carefully... but only at first

Later on you wont know...gripping tighter til you burst





So keep listening to my monologue

I'll drag you in so deep

Keep a look out always,

cuz i'm not one for sleep

You'll never know what is to come

I'm sorry dear, for i can't feel for you

my heart has died leaving me cold and numb




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©6 July 2004 - 4:24am — that_girl
10 August 2006 - 3:24pm — poetvg
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I AGREE
WITH YOU
ON THIS PIECE
U HOOKED IT UP .

18 January 2005 - 7:39am — Stacy A. Yarnell (not verified)
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I too have gone through some of the cruelist things, relationships and such. A woman said she was going to have a baby with me, but frauded the whole thing. I bought a room full of furniture for OUR baby FAITH. But it's been a year now, and although I'm not righteously happy, it's better than the never never land my ex put me through. I think we all retaliate and turn inward after we've been hurt by accident or on purpose. It may seem weird, but I turned into myself more because I felt I should have "seen through her". But a relationship that has fault on their side, one doesn't turn inward as much. I hope to see that you are loving again, laughing and living. I am gratful for your poem, it's accurate, quick to the punch and decisive. You keep it simple by the way you write it...keep writing.