.she loves me.
.she loves me not.
[too scared to even begin]
so my finger fiddles with the petal,
begging for these tears not to win.
pushing them deeper down inside,
ashamed of the pain hidden in my eyes.
a .fragile. little heart beating so loud,
forcing my breath to keep to the rhythm.
[i don't want to move right now,
just keep me here in this place.]
the sweet aroma fills my /expanding\ lungs,
as I breathe in the air lingering all around.
my hair blowing with the whispering wind,
and thoughts j.u.m.p.i.n.g around in my head;
.banging.from.wall.to.wall.
telling myself i'm ready to take this leap,
just pull the petal off the flower;
.she loves me.
.she loves me not.
A contest entry
- Reserve quickly! by She Stole My Voice.
300 points, ended September 4, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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oh wow sissy
this is really sad
but beautifully amazing
I love it you did a great job
I love you and good luck
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Thanks.
I love you too.
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".banging.from.wall.to.wall.
telling myself i'm ready to take this leap,
just pull the petal off the flower;
.she loves me.
.she loves me not."
That was my favorite part.
Thank you so much for entering and good luck :]
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-Rainbow. -
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thanks.
and your welcome.
<3
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Oh wow I love it you did an amazing job with this piece
I loved iot from the first line to the last thanks for sharing goodluck in the contest darling much love always
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thanks much. <3 much love to you as well. =D
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http://whorer-movie.deviantart.com/art/Delicate-22339836
there's your picture :]
Tell me when you finish, so I can come back and comment
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-Rainbow. -
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i'm done.
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