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Meeko Baybee

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This was a poem I wrote some time ago about a friend that passed away last year... it has no meter or rhyme scale... it was just thoughts collected into a poem.


Fight away all of these tears
Clench onto memories that slowly slip away
Through the fingers of time I wish to go back
So many times I wished to tell you what screamed
Inside my heart and soul but I denied what I felt
Because of Her, and because of You.
So young, so much to live for, and I wanted you to be free
None the less... I hated to say goodbye each time I saw you
I wanted the hug to last a moment longer
The kiss to happen one more time
I just wanted you to be there one more time.
I know you feel my thoughts now, but its not enough
It's not enough to be denied that last hug
It's unfair to believe that this is the end
Until the end
And I want to deny what I ever believed
But I can't... I won't.
It's not enough to only hear your voice in my
Dreams that seem so real
Only to be broken when my eyes awaken from slumber
While you are ripped away until you decide to visit again
It's not fair, answers are not coming
It's better, but it's never okay
My dreams are so sweet when you are there
Memories are always gracing my mind
Always surrendering my lips to a smile
With you in my heart, you are never gone
But I long for that one last hug
That one last kiss
That one last OOOOOH YEAAAAH!
That one last orange glow on the dancefloor
I long for you to be curled up on my bed
One last time
That one last hello
And one last goodbye.
I want one last you.
And never let go.
 
beautiful. every word lands so fucking close to home it hurts.

I wished to tell you what screamed
Inside my heart and soul but I denied what I felt
Because of Her, and because of You.

It's not enough to only hear your voice in my
Dreams that seem so real
Only to be broken when my eyes awaken from slumber
While you are ripped away until you decide to visit again
It's not fair,

i really love this piece. dont stop writing.
 
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