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Dead Inside

The nights are forty hours long
and I keep hearing our love song
you didn't even tell me why
just walked away and let me cry.

I guess the writing's on the wall
I walk to town and scour the mall
why does it have to be this way
why can't we make up, sorry say

I guess you never really knew
or maybe you're just being cruel
I'd take you back, give me a chance
then we can make some more romance

I can't keep goin' on like this
I need your love, your touch, your kiss
maybe I'll lie right down and die
and maybe you won't even cry.

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  • tarcus
    September 22, 2008

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    Not quite sad enough to be cliche but a good efort all the same .thank you for your entry


  • Toxic Stardust
    August 29, 2008

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    good

    This is a pretty good poem. I did notice that in the third stanza it was supposed to be "you're" instead of "your". It's still a good poem. Good Luck!
    Much Love and Keep Writing,
    ~Alicia Lynn


  • Wandering Woodchuck silver member
    August 28, 2008
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    Nice job. I enjoyed the poem and the rhyme.

    Mike


  • innocence jaded.xx
    August 28, 2008

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    Oooh, I didn't realize there was rhyming until I got to the end. Wonderfully written. I can definitely see the sadness in this poem penned beautifully. Keep it up & good luck in that contest

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