She drummed along to the music,
swearing it was words only meant for her.
Her heart pumpin along with the beat,
her eyes swelling with tears.
Tonight I,
let her sing to me.
And I,
took her hand.
She never knew I could see her,
as she placed her hand over her heart.
One last time. One last time.
Now, I mirror her. One last time.
A contest entry
- & tonight, we burn. ♥ by Immortal Obscurity.
1000 points, ended July 4, 2009, 12 entries
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Comments
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This is lovely, though a little on the emo-side. Lol. The first stanza is gorgeous, but the rest doesn't have the same spark... Good luck & thanks for entering
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