Obsticles

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Obsticles

If I could take you by the hand and lead you through life never would you see pain or disappointment.

We are seperated by space and time, Too far apart in location and age to justify what we want, what we need.

My pain is evident my misery is great my heart is weighed down.

Tell me how to let you go, teach me how to forget ... instruct me please how I may regain control of my feelings after letting go of them.

May you find the happiness in which you seek , may you grow with the ones you love.

My tears are mine alone, Tears of sadness for selfish reasonings.... in the short time i've known you I wanted you more than the rest.

If it must be this way please go and be happy remember me not as a face in a crowd but as a friend lost to time and distance, for these are the obsticles keeping us apart.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

samberr’s Poems (33)

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Razor Blade 5
Greetings 1
Amanda's 0
Obsticles 0
Masters 0
Pain 0
Mistaken 1
I saw her tonight 0
Take a walk 1
Love 0
Broken 1
Death 0
Her 0
Never look back 1
Love is a rose 0
I am that guy 1
Do you know who I am ? 0
Waiting 0
Where have you gone? 1
Alone, Empty 0
Hands 0
Handprint 1
Where life begins...agai
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1
True Love 2
The reason for the rain 1
Stone Garden 1
Resurrection 0
Mi Amor Especial. 1
Ancient Language 1
Dating 1
Untitled 0
Ascent from Perdition 1
Dance with the Moon 5