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Tug Of War

The waters grew calm, yet you still wish to stay
Eyes fixed on her like a vulture’s to prey
Pulling as if she’s your only hope
Your hands are clenched tight at the end of a rope
From far away north where you reside
You tug at the girl on the other side
The accident that came alive,
It yanked you hard, but you survived
The accident that you’ve wanted to slaughter
Ever since your precious pet devil got her
So you play this game of tug of war
Our ankles grow weak and our hands are sore
It satisfies lust for blood and gore,
But it’s never over and no one will score

And every time she draws nearer, it calms
Giving relief to your burning palms
You’re lost for words, and don’t know what to say
Because now she’s been pulling the other way
For your information, she wants you to know
She thinks it’s best if you let go
We can’t continue this tug of war
Our ankles are weak and our hands are sore
It satisfies lust for blood and gore,
But neither of us want to play anymore
She wants to hear that faint slipping sound
Of your grip growing loose as she falls to the ground
If you think about what happens then—
Her fall will leave you standing tall once again

Author notes

December 5, 2006... Yet another poem written about the pshyco-bitch... the third person "her" is referring to myself. I told her that our constant fighting was stupid. It was over a guy that SHE was going out with who had left me. She was mad because I had been with him, even though I wasn't anymore. I told her that I'm out of the picture and she had already won, but she still wouldn't let go. I told her she would be happier if she wasn't constantly thinking about me. I related this to a tug of war because when I got closer to her, she liked it, but when I pulled further away, she got pissed. And if you're both pulling in the opposite directions, and one of you lets go, the other one's gonna fall backwards!

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  • Mrs. Randolph01
    August 14
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    that was extraordinary

    that poem really spoke to me omg


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    July 20, 2007
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    "Psycho Bitch"... hmm, I know a couple of those myself.

    Nice use of imagery and kind of metaphors throughout to express your feelings. Just let her know what you think, it's better and, yes, she's being a little stupid about things, by the sound of it.


  • Danna Hobart
    May 12, 2007
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    Not sure this one really falls into the category of kitsch, but thanks for entering.


  • loveisthemoment
    April 9, 2007
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    Nice job. Thanks for entering and good luck!
    Love always,
    ~GC

  • Phoenix-Flame
    April 7, 2007
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    Crazy Cool!!

    This is a great poen. thanx for entering


  • Dark Whispers
    April 5, 2007

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    this is poem you've entered in my very first contest,
    I wish you would've enterd some thing new, but this is still an great poem. thanks for entering.


  • I-Am-Custard
    April 1, 2007

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    I like this, it has a nice level of imagery, the rhyme is smooth and the syllable count is consistant. I also liked how the poem stands alone free of explanation of the situation it came from.
    Aesthetically I would split this into stanzas, since at first glance I thought 'dear God, how will I read all that?', and it made it slightly harder to get into the poem in the first few lines. Other than that, good job, thank you for entering.

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