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The way the Wind Blows
The Way the Wind Blows
I can't control the way the wind blows
On a given day
I'm a genteel fawn
On others I can be a puma
Pouncing for your neck
It depends on whatever way the wind blows
My mood changes
I love you and care for you
Then I want to choke you
It's not you, no, you do nothing
You just grin and bare it
Though I'd wish you say'd no
Take a little control
Because I don't want to be the bitch
All of the time
But you don't give me a choice
Show a little emotion
And it will say a lot
My stoic friend
So show me the way
the way the wind blows for you
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Comments
Kokomo Says:
Ah... very good. A well written poem, very good indeed. Congratulations
Anubis chan Says:
very nice ... i like how you make it sound like you are practicing what you are going to say to someone very nice ... the structure is confusing tho
foxes lover Says:
mixed emotions ......... some of them comes out at diff times ... it kinda shows this in ur poem , I like iT!
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