Almost
I almost had a glimpse,
of what normal people call happiness.
I almost had the chance,
to prove my love's advanced.
I almost had a thought,
that maybe I'd be set apart.
I almost had true love,
but it seems failures in my blood.
I almost lost a friend,
but I could not follow trends.
So as I almost lose my mind,
I search until I find.
Because I've almost found the one,
that I'd want to have my son.
I've almost got the kiss,
from the last set of lips.
But almost is not reality,
this problems just compile to me.
And God willing your proud of me.
For almost succeeding.
by
TheLastGentleMenposted on 08/23/2007
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