Fuck you for thinking
That I remember our favourtie place
Looking back on this picture;
Yes.
Do you remember..
Our favourite place..
And i thought you were the one
And i thought you were here.
To give up and forget?
Yes.
Now you remember..
I was second fucking best..
It was one of those things
Where you squeeze
And I squeeze back.
It will never.
Ever.
Be the same.
Because I've moved on
And I'm better than that
ONE TIME SITUATION DINNER.
A contest entry
- Write A poem about this picture I took.... words seem to fail me. by artis.
1000 points, ended September 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Fantastic
Autumn. Wow. I have missed reading your work. You are a talented writer, and your emotions are displayed here in this piece in such a way, it's so... moving. I am sorry for whatever happened to cause this pain, but I am glad that you are going to be moving on. I hope things have improved in your life since you wrote this.
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Oh, I have experienced such tiny dives, dives into the sorrow of a bitter serving of love spoiled, i have known and still pass the many places where my feast of love ended, you have captured this well in your poetic lament here. Thanks for your entry. ~~
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Raw memories here, nice way you let the picture evoke such an emotional response.
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Whoa there is some anger in this one. Very interesting response to the prompt. Story created, you are one imaginative person.
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