Thursday, August 6, 2015

I looked at you, the way its meant to
My eyes pierced into your soul
But all around I could see was zilch
There was nothing for me to behold
I laughed hard, till I could no more
And then I cried and cried, some more
I hoped your heart had a room for me
But by then you had shown me the door
How stupid I must have felt; Your smile
How wicked it looked on your mouth
The way I hoped was so quixotic
The way I stared, yes, so uncouth
All that I need is to find some peace
Now all that I need is some sign
I only wish to float down the life stream
And search within, the truth, divine

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