Look to me for nothing,
Understand I can't be here
Close your doors quickly
Knowing dangers lurks near
Yet I fear (feel) nothing
That hasn't been felt
Hundreds of times before.
I know this is your game
Reaping me no rewards.
To tell the truth I'm quite tired
Each time your call comes,
Every ring is a sign
Nothing will be good again....
In a list
A contest entry
- Lucky Numbers by Lj-.
300 points, ended May 12, 2007, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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hmmm... this is brutal, whomever it's to, good write thought.. a lot of emotion!
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Very cool with the acrostic-ness.
Like the feelings.
Thank you for entering,
Best of luck!
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