You haven't changed a bit
the same awkward gait
and those same smiling eyes
It's like the last dance of a flame thrower romance
The awkward discussion over music you both know the lines to
The thought that your friendship could be ruined for one night of passion
The fact that neither of you care
it's the desperation in the sweat that rolls off your back
it's the knife to your throat
it's like the air I breathe
your misery is my joy
&& it's intoxicating
Author notes
Manorexic
A contest entry
- personal poetry. ❤ by aanika.
1147 points, ended September 13, 2008, 40 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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The title is so original....
hip and outrageous as usual.
You've be gone lass,
I guess thats only natural.....
This is like stealin from the coyote...
after he's taken so much from you...
shot him in the leg before ya finish him off....
I have missed your writing a great deal...
you have a way of shovin a cork screw right between the readers eyes...
it's the well know secret that revenge heals a broken heart.
you haven't lost a step gypsy,
keep those headlights out and swerving into lanes that try to cross you.
LOWELL POE
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'flame thrower romance'
nice.
I don't understand the double '&' signs though.
but that's just me
nice write.
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