A contest
of love and lust,
unanimous,
real contact
it chills my bones,
dead beat tones,
Decisions
fork in the road,
let's break the code!
Backward street signs
lead me in the
right direction,
buried deep
beneath your bones
I need some help...
Beside you
I feel so weak,
inanimate!
Help me out
while i repeat
everything!
don't tell me
you were right
you'll pay tonight...
Backward street signs
lead me in the
right direction,
buried deep
beneath your bones
I need some help...
Continue
what you started,
i need saving,
corruption,
101,
just carry on,
barricade
your self in
so you can't get out!
Backward street signs
lead me in the
right direction,
buried deep
beneath your bones
I need some help...
Help, I'm trapped
I'm in need of
your menatality,
Well if I really wanted,
to bite the hand that feeds,
I would definitely be,
far smarter about it!
ya much smarter about it!
Author notes
don't knwo where this came from...
A contest entry
- PRE - WRITES WITHOUT TROPHIES ONLY by lindaburns.
1750 points, ended July 28, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do ya think?
Comments
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Judge:
This is probably good but I feel I don’t fully under stand it. I’m not sure it follows the rule of complete sentences and correct punctuation. This is another one I will leave in at least for now because it’s good.


