A glass so beautiful,
a glass so clear,
was emptied in months.
Now she almost runs dry.
With nothing to refill her,
with no where to go,
she stays by the user.
The one that's drinking her dry.
A contest entry
- Paper Mache && Shattered Glass by CatastrophicSmile.
300 points, ended July 22, 2008, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i love this... its short but very strong. i've been in this position and i can't relate
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ouch! this is short, sweet and so very to the point that it is eerie. you wrote it very well. thank you for sharing. good luck in this contest that you have entered and i am looking forward to reading more from you in the near future. viyanna rosemarie
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wow i really like this. its a very clever idea
And written well. -
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Thank you.
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