Empty hearts and parking lots.
Thats the story of her life.
She spends her time in backseats of cars belonging to boys who dont love her.
She's doing everything all wrong.
She has no one to show her right.
He tells her he loves her and she pretends to believe it.
She's tangled in his sheets and doesnt know how to get out.
A contest entry
- Give Me Something Special by Cherry.Cyanide.
500 points, ended June 26, 2007, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wow
So I definitly love the metaphor type eal
where you're talking about sex but you don't say the foul words, ou work around it.
Brtt, you've grown so much as a reader, all I can say is amazing. I miss you bed buddy, haha. I can't wait to see you soon. I love youuuuuu!!!
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Heard that before, depressing really. Sex is over emphasised in modern society, and I've met a few trapped like this because they equate sex to what love is, knowing full well it isn't, so they get very confused. GOod poem, good message, well done,
Ed
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wow
I've said this before, and I'm sure I'll say this many times more
It never ceases to amaze me how different the writes are to the song the title corresponds to
But it's definitely a good thing.
I was fairly pleased with the fact that this was a relatively short write. There's something to be said for the theory that less is indeed more, and I think you hit the nail on the head
I must ask though, that you please read the rules as there were a few things I requested and I would hate to disqualify this write for such a small reason.
that's it.
good luck
xx
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