![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBE034kcDNM1_5Dh57s1usF3YqkeeguBi3uJkw5yajs35DQnT7rgPX3fS0wxvhhFQKl1ttDzn3eAXGtCJrr8s-Rz7Z1oPFRq7Z2s1YUB_gi_RghwIonZi37DH0lWjVhRblHDzAlXgVkIDh/s400/Poetry+137+%257ECopycat%257E.jpg)
Like her, that’s all it took
To make me want, to make me need
Brought me back, to live and be
But you weren’t real; you were a thought
A dream of “her” is what I saw
And that’s enough, that’s all it took
Why I want to be with her
Faker… your voice
Damning silence, please make noise
Just say my name or say whatever
Be like her and tell me never
Tell a story; sing a song
So I know that you’re not gone
But doesn’t matter what you say
She is gone; she wouldn’t stay
Pretender… your way
This is a mistake
How my heart skips a beat
I think you’re so sweet
And your touch
To hold you so much
But my heart, does know the truth
If I see her, you have to move
Clone… your moves
Make me swoon
In the dark, bodies entwined
I almost believe you’re mine
Well aren’t you… you’re not
But you’re so damn hot
Am I wrong or right?
Wanting her tonight
Usurper… your day
It’s not today
I held you in the night
But now there’s light
And here’s the truth
Me lying here without you
All alone… not happy I feel
Because she’s not here
Just a copy, her doppelganger
Wanting love, I banged her
A faker, a pretender
Because I can’t have her
Clone and usurper
This love still burns
Copycat you’re not her so
Here’s your money; you can go
Copyright © 2011, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
No comments:
Post a Comment