Only When I am Senile

Taste of disdain
Colored with hate
Haven't seen your eyes though we meet face to face
Years have past since
The smell lingers in the room
Only when senility strikes
Never want to let it out
All that was done and said
"I still love you" never will

Oh! But how I do

A contest entry

"I Never Wanted to Say This..." by Seraph. 600 points, ended January 26, 2008, 10 entries
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Annexed Josephine
January 25, 2008
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there is good to this. the only awkward thing i would say would be that all the other lines or whatever are short and then 2 lines later this one really long one. it's kinda awkward to me. but thats just me and you know how much i LOVE perfection in poets and for them to make PERFECT sense. haha
storiesuntold
January 22, 2008

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Very nice write here
What I got from this write is a young person so destined to find his own way and words were said in haste yet when the time came and that one is on their journey home those voices comes back leaving one feel so alone yet he whispers I love you then never will and at the last moment OH! But how I do and she heard you but you never knew
Seraph
January 21, 2008

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Nice write. I liked "Taste of disdain/Colored with hate." Thanks for entering and best of luck in the contest!
Blooming Poet
January 21, 2008
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I really like this.Goood Job.