Tiredness glooms over my shoulders,
tears dripping down my long hair,
Knowing I'll never be with you,
yet my heart can't or doest want to let you go.
My heart has been torn in many directions,
pulled apart like the sticky taffy I enjoy,
the bitter sweet taste of salt that saddens my soul,
yet the sugar keeps me returning to what I know.
Do I say good bye or do I still hold your hand,
can you understand as Im kneeling at your feet?
my love is pure, he smiled at me and walked away.
the pieaces of my heart fell to the floor.
Life is so good
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I like the metaphor of sticky taffy. I'll help you to pick up the pieces from the floor. All of us need to share one another's burden.
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sorry forgot these...
goodness
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absolutly...
FABULOUS!!!
Perfect...seriously...this is one of the best ive read in a LONG time!!!Beutifully written Free verse is my favorite, you got in a few rhymes which even more implys that it is in fact a POEM...great write...
Kool about the last names... -
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Thanks loveletitbe for checking out my poem, it was one of those moments when I just wrote what I thought......
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