The rose, the card,
the stuffed doll that you gave.
I'll dump it all up now,
every possible little thing
that reminds me of you!
The novel tat you first gave me,
that I liked the most
I hate it now as much as I can,
Because it reminds me of you!
Now my showcase looks pale and empty
Because I've thrown everything that's yours
Every posible little thing
That reminds me of you!
The garbage man is hapy now,
For he's got evrything that you ever gave
He asks me with a grin
'Anything more lady?'
As I shut my door behind his back,
And walk up to my room,
I realise that I still have something of his..
"My Heart!"
A contest entry
- depression or dark love by Darkened eyes.
370 points, ended May 24, 2007, 26 entries
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Comments
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Wow this is nice!!! I am really getting into this kind of poems. Me like the first three lines most.
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This is a great piece and shows the exact pain and what we can be left with after a break up, i really like it =-)
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