I rip apart my chest
Thrust my hands into the gap
And pull out my soul
Steal a glance inside
Then hurl it down on the concrete floor
Because through the frosted glass
I still see your face
Author notes
Prompt inspired full version, thus not a pw
A contest entry
- 15/30/1 x Quickie x by xxRainbowDawnxx.
450 points, ended March 20, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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i think that this is a great write keep it up and don't let others keep u from writting the way u want
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This is ever so sad... I am sorry if it's based on actual feelings you have, though I can relate I've had this done to me several times...
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please see full version. click on my page to get to it


