I miss the simpler times,
When love was dead, and all a lie,
How I miss the hollow beat
Of my heart's slow defeat
How I miss the fickle glow,
Of the game we ought to know
How I miss the wine filled nights,
Drinking just to feel a rise,
How I miss that apathy,
Heartbreak's just a word to me,
How I miss the knowing of,
The fact I'd never fall in love
All these things are just a lie,
I didn't care I didn't cry.
A contest entry
- Any thing goes (: by PaigeePerfectionx.
650 points, ended August 24, 57 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Well done in the contest, me and my friend who helped me both thought that this was really amazing xD and deserved to win (: xxx
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I enjoyed this one; it feels very fresh, like fresh air after a mint pastille
one other thing that I was thinking about is the first verse and I fail to see any kind of rhyme there and in some ways that ruins a bit of the poem because the rest of the verses have rhyme.
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We all miss times like that, before the pain you assosciate with love, funny how something so powerful can easily work against us and desttroy us from inside out, a powerful write that is wrought with regret of love, how much simpler life would be without love. Well done for such a powerful write.
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Simply amazing, no other words needed. Welcome to my finalists list. xxx
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Aww why thank you! =D
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