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Bark
I hate it when you do this.
Why don't you just stop?
I'll pick up the pieces,
I promise.
You just seem to think
I do not hear what you say.
But I can read between your lines
Do you remember how to play?
It was not all that long ago
A smile was on your face.
I hate it when you do this
and look at me that way.
I'll help pick up the pieces
if you'll only let me in.
Don't bite me.
I remember how to play
It wasn't all that long ago
A smile was on my face.
I hate it when you do this
You're chasing me away
And all I really want to do
Is Smile again
And play.
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Drat! That was a typo and that's why it didn't make sense. I missed that to entirely when I re-read. Thanks for pointing it out! Should read better now. I'm thinking Dido, Norah Jones or maybe some alternative group could put a lovely musical spin on this one! What an awesome idea.
That line and the next are a complete thought. Something like "You do not think I get it." Any suggestions?
Basically, the story behind this poem is that there is someone I loved dearly who always criticized me to the point of tears. He never SAW the tears, but it was something I always wanted to say to him. Now that he's gone... I felt that it would be good to put it on paper.
Anyhow, I'm def. open to suggestions on those lines!
