Pages Of Poetry

"Marks"

I'm still here waiting for you,
What more can I do?
When I know this things won't come true,
Why do I always get this weird deja vu?

What would you do if I told you tonight,
That I loved you, I lost you, what a woeful sight,
Realizing that I should end my fight,
Accept defeat yet look at my obsession, would you imagine that height?

Why do I feel so weak?
Is that 'cause there's someone new you seek?
Don't assume that it is she that I'll mimic,
Why would I? I am me isn't that just terrific?

Stop that crap! Again, you're comparing,
Don't compare us, we're two different being,
Like an eclipse, gracefully frighting,
You never know what would happen, isn't it exciting?

Darkness took over the light,
Yet a little part was still bright,
We see ourselves under the moonlight,
Fighting in this war with all our might

Writing while words playing inside my head,
Under the comfort of the beloved bed,
The only place where my tears have shed,
What kind of future had I've been lead?

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