As the blood drips slowly, my life flows out of me.
The color slowly bleeds from my face, and I reach for what isin't there,
I reach for an apparation of you, wishing you were here, and i pain myself with your absence, knowing i have lost you and in turn, lost myself.
A contest entry
- heartbreak hotel ♥ by Captain Obvious.
375 points, ended April 30, 2007, 52 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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WELCOME TO ALLPOETRY!
I like the content of this piece. I think if you broke apart the sentences and structured it differently people would be more inclined to view it as poetry.
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Despair
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not very long and i'm not sure it qualifies as a poem. :/ good luck anyway! -Captain Obvious
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