First loves ignorance is that it can ever end,
Have self awareness of your real best friend.
This course may never run smooth,
Left to ponder, if not me, Who?
If ever you pick up what I put down,
be sure to make sure I'm still around.
As a whole to you it's never enough,
Patiently waiting that missing spot.
Move on and make memories with lust,
come back when you find no love like us.
These attractions that keep you steady,
tis a shame it's mandatory to be a 'somebody'.
Dallas Shea Smith©
September '07
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