I think it was yesterday
I was down on my knees,
Begging you, "Please.
I want you to stay."
Now I'm backing away.
You swear to God that you know,
But the moment has passed.
You also swore it would last.
And now you've nothing to show.
And I have ways I can go.
I bet you think
That I'm still afraid
That you are my life
That I've disobeyed
That you know my strife
Now read my ink
You don't know me
And you're not my lover
You never did see
And now it's over.
Author notes
Ok, yes, I'm writing about being jilted. I'm admitting it. For anyone who actually cares, send me a message and I'll spill the story.
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1200 points, ended November 28, 2008, 32 entries
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well you know i care, i am kind of curious as to what this is about, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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i love this ! spill spill ( i dont know who you are though so i cant send you a message!!! but its a great write and i like the way its written .thank you
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I'm glad you liked it. I'll send you a message about it, and quite frankly, I'm flattered by your interest.
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This is a good poem... has a great flow and a lot of meaning to it. Can really see the emotion in the writing which gives off a strong vibe. Very well written poem
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It's not my style to write about things I feel too strongly about, because it doesn't make great poems. But, well, I figured the strong vibes would compensate, at least a little. I guess it did.
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