oopsy-daisy

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  • Sadness
    • denah
    • contemplating whether to be a principal or a caterpillar

    oopsy-daisy

    if I'd have known better
    I'd have never laid eyes on you
    I would've diverted my attention
    averted my line of sight
    I'd have never even paid attention
    to anything that had to do
    with you
    I'd have run as far away
    as fast as my little legs could
    carry me
    anything to avoid
    the ache you left in my soul
    that you left for me
    to bear alone
    so you could laugh
    maybe feel a bit superior
    if I'd have only known
    I would've at least been prepared
    to bear the burden of you
    that weighs my heart so heavy
    it could be mistaken for stone
    and at least I would've buffed up
    so I wouldn't have to complain
    of being way too weary
    to lift my head
    much less my feet
    to trudge on
    without you

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    redbloodink commented on oopsy-daisy

    02-07-2010

    Denah... powerful and full of emotion... outstanding... great flow..... red

    denah

    02/08/2010

    Thank you, kindly.

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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