i have no more sing song dreams for you
only the distant memories and faded whispers.
books filled with redundant words on hopeful pages
and soundless rhythms to these poems with your name
dancing in between the lines in hidding.
Author notes
these was so much more to this but i kept taking stuff out. and in the end this was the only part i liked. to sum up, karma can be awesome sometimes.... that is, when it is not on you.
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This is quite good. I love the imagery.
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This is great. I love it and I think it does well as a shorter poem.
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awe...it's sweet. I like the rhythm, the sadness of it...
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