Hey look, I'm updating! Whoot! And the reason for this glorious occasion is that I swear it will be a snow day tomorrow. All my friends say I'm in denial, but it is true I tell you! True! So, I thought while I waited to prove them wrong, I could type some things that have been sitting in my binder for a while. So, yet again;
This means new stanza. (-)
Thank you for waiting patiently. I had to fish my English grade out of the toilet. On with the poetry!
Watching Over You
I sit here and wonder,
Wonder how she fell asleep.
And though I try and wake her,
It seems she's in too deep.
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Her position looks so uncomfortable,
As she sleeps on my arm.
It looks so gruff and broken,
Though it does her no harm.
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Broken pieces
Are all she has left of me
Yet, she puts them all back together,
The way they're supposed to be.
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I don't know how she does it,
With her heart and soul each day;
All I know is, one day I'll come back
And I'll stay.
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As she stirs awake,
I begin to contemplate
What my next move should be.
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The smartest thing to do is leave,
But smart was never my style.
So I think I'll sit here,
And watch her awhile.
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And though she looks angry,
I think I saw her smile.
So she knows,
I've been here awhile.
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Oops.
-Edward Elric-