Grown up woman
To all they see
But in her heart
A child she be
Standing strong
Against their twisted views
Silent, alone
Wishing she was with you
Hating the separation
That she was left
She heart frozen inside her
Waiting her impending death
Hiding away
Tears falling onto her face
Blood falling from her lips
The pain within her soul
In the hell that she lives
The poison of their words
The emotion that she hides
Scared of being caught
By the ones who haunt her nights
Author notes
this is my go at your contest
Child
Emotion
Silent
Twisted
Frozen
Caught
Pain
Tears
Hell
Lips
Poison
Separation
theses are the words i used i used 12 im not sure if you ment use 10 or at least 10 ill atke some out if you wish
to me this rymes so i hope its ok
good luck judgeing the contest
"independence can't exist in a cliche"
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A contest entry
- Counting The Days in Autumn by I Am Gun.
425 points, ended September 20, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wow you did an amazing job i love your use of the words good luck
thanks for entering
chrissy -
wow! unreal angel,your amazing
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This was just unexplainably well written, Emmy. I enjoyed everything about this poem. It was deep, well written, well worded and it also flowed very well.
My favorite stanza was #3 because it seemed really meaningful and deep.
Keep up the good work. Good luck in the contest!
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This is sad sweety but a good write.I can relate to this.Thnaks for sharing and goodluck to you in the contest.Best Wishes
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