I don't know
If you can love me
Now that you know
How terrible I am.
I don't know
If I can live
Without your love
Now that I know
How wonderful it is.
I don't know
If you even want me
Now that you know
How much I need you.
I don't know
If it will work out
Now that you see
How dark I am inside.
I don't know...
A contest entry
- poetry by trekkergirl.
175 points, ended December 10, 2008, 93 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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The repeat works for me... I like this. I like the background too. Works well with the poem. You did a good job in this. Thanks for sharing this and thanks for entering this into my contest.
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yeah isn't love scarey. We never know how the one of our affection will react when we open our hearts to them. That's what's so scarey... will they accept our love, as is... or will they reject all that we are... all that we offer. This is another excellent write. Thanks for sharing this with us.
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Okay, first of all if you need her, I would think that she needs you too. The only time neediness is a turn-off is when it's not reciprocated. Second of all, that darkness inside is what makes a "bad boy" hot!
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Love is such a confusing little rascal, isn't it?
It binds, heals, and destroys us - but in the end we can't live without it. Sometimes things happen in the past that we regret, but these things must be forgotten in order to move on. You may be dark inside now, but I assure you the light will embrace your soul 
never give up faith.
*hugs tightly*
XOXOXOXOXOXO
~ Ink
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Yes, i can still love You for even You said twas not Your idea to write what was read. There is nothing terrible about You, twas Your past which cannot be helped.
*hugs*
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Now that I know
How wonderful it is.
I don't know
If you even want me
I have often pondered this myself.
I mean there are some sides of a person people cannoy\t handle.
An example would be my fetish for corpses. I got told to go to hell, I also got dumped despite that person liking everything else about me.
It was not enough to make a compromise of my own desires for love.
It is in these times we wonder, ponder and question.
And the conclusion even after weighing the pros and cons is not any better than when we started.
I don't know being sometimes the final words.
For self respect and preservation of ones true self in the same of love.
The poem was executed brilliantly and simply.
A lot of connections can be made.
Blair
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for my Brother.
me
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