It wasn't the way
That he wasn't sure
Though he wasn't exactly
A smooth operator
Forgetting the lines
Forgetting himself
Periodically left
Under a spell
It wasn't his smile
His charms or his looks
He had little to offer
With just those on the books
It wasn't his caring
His sharing, his daring
His eyes, his surprise
His hurting, his fearing
It wasn't enough
Friday, February 20, 2009
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To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
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