[I can't breathe.
I need to breathe.]
& as she shakes & splutters,
begging at your feet,
remember to smile while you
steal the oxygen from her pale lips
& watch the glimmer in her eyes
[burn out, not fade away.]
She's all yours, sweetie.
Fuck life, she just wants your love.
[& rigor mortis never looked so beautiful.]
She crossed her heart
& hoped to die;
wished on the first star
in the sky.
[but 11:11 comes and
goes & her wish still
isn't granted.]
[tear out her heart;
it was only ever beating for you anyway.]
Author notes
option 3:
write about heartache
'Jungle Fever'.
A contest entry
- Options for anyone by brokenangel13.
300 points, ended April 5, 2008, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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"She crossed her heart
& hoped to die;
wished on the first star
in the sky."
Loved these lines! AWSOME write!!! Your such a great writer! Cant wait to read your next poem!!
Zannah
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"tear out her heart; it was only ever beating for you anyway" These are my lines. Congrats on a wonderful poem.
Thanks for reading the rules.
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