seated on that
bitter
couch of native imprints
she crowed;
"run away just
like you always
do!"
though I knew she really
meant stay
I left anyways.
Author notes
... 27 words.
A contest entry
- Open to you! 20 to 30 words of whatever you wish by mysticstorm.
300 points, ended October 11, 2008, 11 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Critical Review Desired
Comments
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So sadly true...why do men do just what they know we do not want them to...is that a get even thing???
Nicely written...
thank you for entering!
mystic -
Good poem. I really like it. Typical man! Good Luck in the contest!
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typical man! Arg...
Great piece though really hit home
Delila




