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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 12:49 am
To me you are a friend,
to you I maybe more.
I just cannot pretend
you're what I'm looking for.
I'm sick of lying
and saying I dont care.
I'm tired of trying
to make feelings that are not there.
I'm pressed against a wall
as you use a knife carved from guilt
to make my truth wilt.
I just cannot stand it at all.
When I heard you say
you felt that way,
I didnt want to be mean;
so why do you act so obscene?
When I have done nothing wrong,
you trap me in your sirens song.
A song of hate
which I cannot shake.
((Just randomness... Excuse the crappy rhymes and potentially annoying grmmar.)
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 12:43 pm
Oh my God! I loved it! In my opinion grammar is slghtly unimportant when it comes to poetry and I think the rhyming worked with the flow/message of the poem. There were a few parts that felt shaky but I think it worked to your advantage.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 2:17 pm
^^ thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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