It once was full,
Alive,
Thick, it beated.
Now it lies cold,
Withered, black and
Defeated.
Like a fawn,
once bounding,
tall grass at it's chin.
It bounded through meadows,
Not a care, not a whim.
A future,
One hopeful,
Laid out before it.
Like trinkets and curios,
On a poor Gypsy's mat.
A gunshot,
resounding.
The once-young fawn
No longer bounding.
A flash, a rustle,
A thieving hand.
The trinkets are gone,
Just like the fawn.
Author notes
I won't tell you exactly what it's about. If you have to guess, then my conveyance has failed.
A contest entry
- break my ♥ again, bby. by juliex-exotic shine.
350 points, ended August 19, 2007, 17 entries
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This is an excellent tale of heart break. I really like it. I'll have to check out some more of your stuff. Nice descriptions. Well done and fantastic job on this.
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wow i know the feeling thats one hell of a poem i read ur intro edward its sad im sorry about ur one true love. well im here for u if u need to talk.
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seems that your love inspires you to write the loveliest of poems my dear. love never dies it grows in leaps and bounds suffucing every opening till it is difficult to breathe without tasting it, feeling it, knowing it. smiling lovely piece
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hmmmmm. the depth of this is really great and how each person would interpret it would be quiet a different story. i think you did an great job portraying it. well done.
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wow. This is really good. Your writing is very descriptive. Keep up the good work.
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wonderful poem, great image i like this, i love the start of this lovely images in this piece and then some dark ones great pome
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I'm sorry. this is a nice entry but this is an INVITE only contest. Good luck in the other contest though.
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Sorry...
Sorry... I just joined a few hours ago; I must have missed the invite part... Good luck with your contest.
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