Infinity Poetry

The smell on your shirt remains the same but you individually,
everything has changed
Your words grew short,
your voiced turned weak
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We're to busy worried about tomorrow
to think about today
and we're to busy trying
rather than taking the easy way
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I still know you
I know everything about you
And everything about you makes me happy
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Well, I write every day
about everyone and what they say
from how they move, back to me and you
and everyday in between
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don't tell me how to live my life
I know me i know whats right
I trust my talent, I shine so bright
work all day then Cheer at night
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I guess I really did it this time
I got lost on my own path
I turned around to find my way home
but the dust didn't settle fast
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I doubt my future
I also doubt everything that's good
or good for me
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I might just move to Florida
just to get away
I might just move to Florida
regardless of what you say
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If I was on a mountain
and you were on the next,
that still wouldn't stop me
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hesitant to call you mine
yet eager for your touch
i'm in love with how you make me feel
but maybe I feel too much
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This blue mat is where I live my dream
it's where the judges watch my family, team
When i'm on this mat the crowd goes wild
it's been my home since I was a child
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This is my absent mind
writing all my deepest emotions on paper
carelessly, all about you
everything about you drowns me
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You came back
It didn't phase me much
I still only want him
I reminisced momentarily
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the puzzle peices of you can not be put back together until you fall apart
& if you can't find the last peice its because its in my heart
& then you'll wish you had known from the very start the one thing you thought you lost has always been in my heart
so now your ashamed of your choice of letting us be apart
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Peach Orchard is a place I will remember like no other place I have ever been as a young adult. The nature's simplicity casting its beauty between every branch, every rock and every root. The crisp clear water always running steadily through curves of rock that look soft enough to slide down. The life that swims in the smallest pool at the paths entrance, they're memories that wait for me there. Where the pool turns narrow but deep there is a ledge that seems to float on top of the water.
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I see the two of you prance through the door
Seconds seem like hours, she can't wait anymore
You attack each other with 100's of kisses
You talk about your day, she attentively listens
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