I’ve been pacing an inch
Behind your silhouette
Considering this the end
A kind of ironic apocalypse
The scarecrow is coming for me
Reaching for my neck
But it isn’t over yet,
The crows have been called,
But there blackness holds no threat
This isn’t over yet
A bland fade in the background
The movie bent into a grey
I was trying to bow quickly
So I could get off that stage
The radio is fuzzy
Matching my self esteem
Creation aborts,
All the while Destruction ages with Disease
But enough of that
I won’t let it suffocate me
Yes, you know the story
And you may know the end
It’s sometimes all in all the same
I just can’t stand being your friend
For the hand I extend trades more
Then you might want me to give
Ah, cursing the wind
For bringing a new thought
So I laid there for a while on the cement
And let the stars come
As close as they dared
Close enough to wear
And I did for awhile,
See?
--Dear Friend,
---P.s. You fascinate me.
Author notes
Hah notes are gross.
Happy New Years! Yay conffetti.
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DAM! Am I this far behind!? I'm sorry
I like your bitterness...your "I'm the boss and I'll say when this is over!" tone here! And I love the end!
"For the hand I extend trades more
Then you might want me to give"
That really says so much...tells a whole story in itself, and my favorite lines...I think...in here
Such a wise beyond your years girl..as I always say! You're gonna be something special, something big!
I'll catch up sometime, I promise!
Hope you're well!
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My favorite lines...
"The radio is fuzzy
Matching my self esteem
Creation aborts,
All the while Destruction ages with Disease"
Great imagery here. I like your style and could imagine it being very powerful read aloud.
P.S.
Thank you so much for reading my poem, "Where Is All The Fire?"
You see, it's lyrics for a song I'd forgotten about... I've been trying to choose a set list for an upcoming show and was having trouble...
THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU for bringing it back to my attention.
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lol Heh.
THanks!! Annnd your welcome hahaha. Thats awesome you get to put on shows and stuff. I write lyrics too. But I'm glad i could bring it to your attention! Woot. Go Dum!
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such a poignant write for an author of such young age. i love your word choice and the way you invoke so many emotions from the reader in this poem. you have a lot of talent, never stop writing, you will only get better.
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Thankyouuu
I appreciate your comments my friend. Hah youngness. I shalll nnneeever stoop. It's too interesting. Too many words. Thanks!!!!
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I Kick ass, OH Yea!! LOl
You know, he does take crap for granted. But ryan is kind of blonde. Remember when I first told him you liked him? His eyes got all big and he was like, "what?" LOL I remember that. I love this poem!! It's so cool. Well at least I can truly understand it, or maybe I just know the story line. But it really is good! Especially during the middle!!
rock on mann!!
rock on.
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He's not blonde, he's just unobservant. And stubborn.
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LOL
Told me he thought I WAS out of his league! The loser. I don't think he does..Then again it's my fault too. What can I say? I remember seeing his eyes get all wide, and I was like "WHAT THE CRAP IS SHE TELLING HIM!?" I can't believe he's quiet at school now..:\ Ticks me off. Well Call me when you can I got stuff to tell you. And I'll text alec tonight. Might call em..blonde boy. HE'S NOT THAT BLONDE THOUGH. He just doesn't know whats coming.
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