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I Wish I was Beautiful

SKasak44SKasak44 Posts: 67
edited April 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Sunrise, sunrise, you're no reason for me to open my eyes
Dont you know that I only wake for her?
For my dreamgirl
Shes my world you know
My world

I'm always around to watch her radiate
Not fond of watching from afar
But to approach
Would lead to a different fate
A different fate

It would be different
If I were beautiful
She would love me
If I were beautiful
I wish that I could be
I wish I was beautiful

Must not be the life for me
I dont have a way to change it
Wish I could though
But I know better than that by now
Better than that

Life could be different
If I were beautiful
I know it wont change but
If I were beautiful
I know it would all go my way
I wish I was beautiful
"I cant hear you, but i feel the things you say"

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  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    I think this piece shows, Fortunate Sean... that you are, in fact, beautiful.

    :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • SKasak44SKasak44 Posts: 67
    Originally posted by of_the_girl
    I think this piece shows, Fortunate Sean... that you are, in fact, beautiful.

    :)

    Well if 1 person out of 6 billion thinks I'm beautiful, i'm glad that the 1 person is you Jessie. :)
    "I cant hear you, but i feel the things you say"

  • of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
    Originally posted by Fortunate Sean
    Well if 1 person out of 6 billion thinks I'm beautiful, i'm glad that the 1 person is you Jessie. :)

    Awwww!!! Yay! :)

    It was also nice to make you smile. :)
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • even flow?even flow? Posts: 8,066
    We are all beautiful in one way or another Mr. Sean.
    You've changed your place in this world!
  • FancyFacadeFancyFacade Posts: 330
    very elegantly written
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    pay no mind to the olderman in his current drunken state as he pecks the keyboard... ed and PJ will play again! right on, fuckin' A and gimmee sum troooth... "same time next year" ... (ed said it, indeed, he done it at the kc show last year... its on the boot)
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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