Not Now. Not This Time.
By Cebeara03
So this is it, The end of all the madness The end of the road. Where your truth's are believed as lies, And your smiles as a disguise. No one will trust your excuses. Not now. Not this time. You are hoping that those idle words Will hurt them-sting their innocent heart. But this is the end. They can hear your words... They just choose not to listen. You can't make them cry. Not now. Not this time. You both walked your seperate ways, Said it will never be the same. So why are you trying to come back for more? You can't make them love you again. Not now. Not this time. It's hurts to have someone not see you. Doesn't it? You think you know how they felt... Well you don't. Not now. Not this time.I have no idea where this came from. Actually I think it's about the crappiest poem I've ever written. Why am I even posting this junk? Written March 31st, 2002 © on Mar 30 2002 03:22 PM PST 0 • 1
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"So this is it,..."