Abandoned.
Yet another word for forgot;
forgotten.
I have no eyes,
no face.
No lips that bleed as the fist connects.
I dont exist.
"I'll be there, just give me a ring."
The ignore option on the cell
as you slide it back into your pocket;
continue on.
Whispered words of sweet nothings,
...I never have to go through anything alone.
I sit here, with knee's to my chest curled against the wall.
Push, push me away
until I'm naught but a blur,
a figure faded into the surroundings of your past.
The one whose hand you willingly let go
as you continued with your race forward.
And I'll sit here, in the center of memories where I dont exist.
A contest entry
- Abandon by misselaineous.
2050 points, ended July 20, 2008, 16 entries
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Comments
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vivid imagery
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Quite an intresting write, full of vivid emotions and fantastic imagery. I thoughrouly enjoyed it. My favorite line was 'a figure faded into the surroundings of your past.' a very strong line. Great write good luck in the contest!
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