Your words, they come
Like little bombs
Dropping on my embittered ears
On unwilling and frightful people
I reject them as I know I should
But you speak them with a smile
I have to fight myself to not believe
The little lying bombs
As they come, I hide myself
Try to block the words from my mind
Like people running for cover
Trying to find a shelter amidst this attack
Your words, the bombs, fly to me
Ripping through me with each syllable
These ones, instead of merely harming me
Kill my maimed and bleeding heart
Author notes
Little Bombs by Dashboard Confessional. Just used the title, didn't even look at the lyrics. Hope you like it.
A contest entry
- All We Feel Is Music To Me by AboveApathy.
450 points, ended October 8, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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OOOOOOOH, I am in love with this one as well. Makes me think of lying about emotions in relationships, like telling someone you love them when you don't. Best of luck!
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good use of imagery
and emotion
this was good
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Show off.
You always have to beat me don't you. What kind of lieber are you. Boohoo. 
I don't care. You're the best lieber. This is wonderful.
Just don't drop an F' bomb. O.o XD -
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Yay! I'm the best lieber! You're pretty amazing youself.
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extremely good! i loved everything about it! kudoss fer sherr.
much luck and love,
wesley.
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i love this peice written so top notch great work :]
good luck
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