I bit straight into
your disappointment
and used your good
napkins to wipe my
lips.
Alternative celebrities
hung on the walls and
smiled at me when you
weren't looking.
I looked out of place
with my bad habits
and forced passion
but you said it was
better than nothing.
Hours passed by and
kissed my forehead as
seconds tucked me
into bed and told me it
wouldn't be different in
the morning.
Cold bitter wind burned
my throat but I kept my
mouth wide open and
insulted your beliefs
behind your back.
I didn't feel guilty and
knew you thought it was
sad as I hid my smile and
reached for the door that
would hit me on the way out.
A contest entry
- cigarettes or birds or if inclined to do so, both by cvillelisa.
1175 points, ended November 9, 17 entries
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Comments
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Thanks for entering. I'm looking for something with a bit more reach -- this feel sort of tired. Wish I could be more positive. The first stanza has the most potential and interest for me.
Lisa -
hmm this is really intresting, and i liked the ideas you had alot. good luck and take care,
Stephanie ♥
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