my tongue was getting
uncomfortable
with the roof of my mouth
in september
i was still drooling
i've stopped counting
months; now
my mouth has dried up
its nice to know
you still whet your appetite
A contest entry
- 10 lines - 10 minutes - 10 by Melissa Gayle.
300 points, ended February 8, 2007, 7 entries
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Please tell me what you think
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Yes it is ten lines. lmao.
And this was cool. I really liked this poem, too. -
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oh thanks lol..
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He just whet his appitite huh? I'm sorry hun. Sometimes it seems the more you want something, the harder it becomes to catch, like chasing the wind.
I like your dramatic style.
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A sad one.. but very well written!
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thanks
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What we want is not always what is best for us. Hard as that is to accept... Love ya
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yea, but its so not right- i am pretty, and i was so good to him... what the hell is he doing with some other girl... -sigh-
sorry honey, its just hitting me harder tonight than usual <3 didn't mean to holler at ya, cause you know i love you dearly
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Thomas, Thomas, Thomas.
A whet appetite - you whet yours too. Sometimes we just travel that 'line'. -
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but i want him
oh wellies
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This is absolutely without a doubt funny as shit...
Great penning here and fantastic imagination to go behind it.
Good luck here
Becky
I am so thirsty now after reading this
lol
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lol one comment sad this is 'interesting', one sad this is 'sad', and you think its funny... i'm confused!
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Ok it's sadly funny...hehehe
Becky
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sad and cool
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This is interesting. Excellent job and best of luck.
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