And I Flew

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  • Confusion

    And I Flew

    All he has to do is say I'm sorry
    For you to believe his every story

    Love is such a silly thing
    You let go of reality only to dream

    He sees your beautiful lips, hips & eyes
    He's blind to your soul, heart & everything inside

    Is he your white knight? Is he your soldier?
    Even when "I love you" is what he said to another?

    I suppose what they say is true – "love is blind"
    Otherwise how could you have fallen for his kind?

    That chin, those eyes, and that smile
    Had you fooled into someday walking down that aisle

    Can't imagine what that'd be like
    Maybe a little something like Ike?

    Question after question my mind swells with worry
    Underneath my skin I'm bursting with fury

    Powerless, incapable, and feeble in my attempts
    I only wish the two of you had never met

    I trust that you will someday learn a lesson
    Learn of value, your worth and of expectation

    Don't give up all you're going to be
    For something that he can't guarantee

    So far he's proved to be neither faithful nor committed
    His lies don't change the fact that he cheated

    Loyal
    Dutiful
    Faithful
    Dedicated
    Supportive
    Respectful
    Cultured
    Revering
    Admirable

    Is essential in being a good partner
    Each of these he has faltered

    It's vital you understand what is to come
    If you choose to stay rather than to run

    The road will be hard surrounded by fire
    You will weaken, shake, and tire

    A frail soul will be what you possess
    If you so choose to stay among his mess

    I pray for you dear child
    That you will no longer be fragile

    To take a stand for your heart
    Stand for your mind
    Stand for your spirit

    The whole essence that is "you"
    To hear you one day say
    I took a stand, and I flew

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    Quail1957 commented on And I Flew

    02-12-2009

    Very deep and emotional.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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