I hate my own work! Written to music.

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by stripedwalls, Mar 11, 2011.

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    stripedwalls Guest

    I have this dream where I go back in time.
    And say hello to you before you hurt me.
    I would tell you that I love you.
    We would laugh and kiss and hug.
    Just like it was.

    I'd tell you about our first time, the song I wrote for you,
    The summer you took care of me, after I dropped you,
    I could explain it all and you would understand.
    You're the only one that could ever understand.

    I'd Tell you about the songs we'd play before they even existed,
    We could sing that musical I hate but I'd watch 'cause you insisted,
    We would do the things I wouldn't then, the ones I thought were stick and twisted,
    I'd tell you about the other guy that you met before we fixed it,

    I'd tell you about our first time, the song I wrote for you,
    The summer you took care of me, after I dropped you,
    I could explain it all and you would understand.
    You're the only one that could ever understand.

    I have this dream where I go back in time.
    And say hello to you before you hurt me.
    I would tell you that I love you.
    We would laugh and kiss and hug.
    Just like it was.
     
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    stripedwalls Guest

    Correction: "the ones I thought were sick and twisted". Whoops.
     
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