Blue Eyes
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•16 Jun 2020
#Woody #Strictlymakinmusic #Scotland #Stirling #scottish #Poet #Poetry #2020 My Situation The Way my face is facing Is tracing the spacing between us Wondering If anyone seen us How do I be closer ? Fill her with wonder Out a wander all the frustration Been discussed Is dissipated We debated What's love And what's lust Stated facts That we false To my disgust Talk is talk And we talk of distrust All the hope I formed it into a rope And hung my self Unsurprising My blue eyes Mesmerising Or is it my wise Words That mesmerize Like most guys I've wandering eyes But I know my girl And shes a prize when she tries My words no longer a harp More sharp Telling her to dry her eyes When she cries I hope she compromise Her answers comprise Of Complys And she says stick And it's not lies Said nothings ever changed And I say that's strange I used to be a stranger And now we live togeather So let's live this life , Walk hand and hand Regardless of the weather, If I tell her to bring a jacket, I need her to packet Because I dont know when we are coming back How long we will be, But I'm to clever to use the word never But never say never If she wants me ? I give her more than a sliver And hope it's happily ever after But I know happiness is never forever But I'll be happy after There we go using that word again So i dont practice what I preach then ? But sometimes to reach them ? With my rhymes Got to get on there level Or uses there imagination to take them to mine See inside my mind But I find I forget to remind I'm bright and they grow blind From the glow If ropes were my words? Shed be in a bind See I take things I know Not the I dont Won't ask her to do something I won't do for her The whole marry Doesn't carry The same as before If you can still breath and you leave? What good is your word ? Must of misheard Or missed the herse Cause death do us part dont mean shit So i give her my heart and here we start Hope this dream live up And she don't give up, Even if shes told she can't Don't mean she won't, That what I need , I need some one who will Find a way to find a way back to me To back me up When life attacks me Leaves me a crushed mush On your floor shes scooping me up , Putting coffee in my cup, And I'll tell her I love her offy much, And this aint a crush, She's lush She's my toothbrush, Making me smile in the mirror I like that line So I'll repeat again and again Then maybe some more Stand on a box and shout my doubts Get planes, Hope I sell tickets to get tickets That's on the list Tick it Some times I feel I sell my self cheap Sometimes I over sell Now that lines deep Some food for thought I've lots and lots box plane ticket cheap food
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#Woody #Strictlymakinmusic #Scotland #Stirling #scottish #Poet #Poetry #2020 My Situation The Way my face is facing Is tracing the spacing between us Wondering If anyone seen us How do I be closer ? Fill her with wonder Out a wander all the frustration Been discussed Is dissipated We debated What's love And what's lust Stated facts That we false To my disgust Talk is talk And we talk of distrust All the hope I formed it into a rope And hung my self Unsurprising My blue eyes Mesmerising Or is it my wise Words That mesmerize Like most guys I've wandering eyes But I know my girl And shes a prize when she tries My words no longer a harp More sharp Telling her to dry her eyes When she cries I hope she compromise Her answers comprise Of Complys And she says stick And it's not lies Said nothings ever changed And I say that's strange I used to be a stranger And now we live togeather So let's live this life , Walk hand and hand Regardless of the weather, If I tell her to bring a jacket, I need her to packet Because I dont know when we are coming back How long we will be, But I'm to clever to use the word never But never say never If she wants me ? I give her more than a sliver And hope it's happily ever after But I know happiness is never forever But I'll be happy after There we go using that word again So i dont practice what I preach then ? But sometimes to reach them ? With my rhymes Got to get on there level Or uses there imagination to take them to mine See inside my mind But I find I forget to remind I'm bright and they grow blind From the glow If ropes were my words? Shed be in a bind See I take things I know Not the I dont Won't ask her to do something I won't do for her The whole marry Doesn't carry The same as before If you can still breath and you leave? What good is your word ? Must of misheard Or missed the herse Cause death do us part dont mean shit So i give her my heart and here we start Hope this dream live up And she don't give up, Even if shes told she can't Don't mean she won't, That what I need , I need some one who will Find a way to find a way back to me To back me up When life attacks me Leaves me a crushed mush On your floor shes scooping me up , Putting coffee in my cup, And I'll tell her I love her offy much, And this aint a crush, She's lush She's my toothbrush, Making me smile in the mirror I like that line So I'll repeat again and again Then maybe some more Stand on a box and shout my doubts Get planes, Hope I sell tickets to get tickets That's on the list Tick it Some times I feel I sell my self cheap Sometimes I over sell Now that lines deep Some food for thought I've lots and lots box plane ticket cheap food
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