One petal,
Two Petal,
Pick Pick Pick,
He loves me,
He loves me not,
And then theres her,
She's his drug,
He's mine,
And everything seems fine.
Until I'm addicted again.
Until I see him again.
Until I hear is voice again.
Unitl...
Pick,
Pick,
Pick,
He loves me.
Author notes
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A contest entry
- Options, Options, Options; by Whispered Secrets.
375 points, ended May 5, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like it ^__^
It's got the whol love triangle thing going for it
I love him, but he loves her....
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I liked this but it could've been a bit more descriptive. it seemed like the poem was unfinished.
Still; it's very good. -
I like this poem. Good job!
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