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    dots Submission Name: Recollections of the Pastdots

    Author: ollie_wicked
    Elite Ratio:    4.03 - 320/199/89
    Words: 131
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsRecollections of the Pastdots

    I met a girl today.
    She was dressed in plaid and black garb.
    She stood there hunched over,
    Snarling at all the passer-bys.
    I was there being worn by clothes that thought they were better than me.
    I almost knew who she was.
    I caught her angsty stare.
    She flipped me off and SHOUTED, “FUCK YOU!”
    She then smiled at me, a villainous smirk.
    I knew then exactly who she was.
    I ran to embrace her.
    She awkwardly received my hug.
    And then sank into me.
    I then felt a surge:
    More rushing than any roller coaster,
    More ecstatic than any pathetic drug,
    More refreshing than any pure oxygen,
    More climatic than any cheap sexual encounter,
    More romantic than any lover could ever be.
    I am New as my Old self.

    Submitted on 2007-07-07 23:03:04     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Great read! I got questions. Though we long to accept ourselves, how often does the miracle happen? What inspired you? I could use some :)
    | Posted on 2013-03-22 00:00:00 | by strike three | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this...I love that she's "snarling at passer-bys"

    I sometimes feel like snarling at people.

    I caught her angsty stare.
    She flipped me off and SHOUTED, “[censored] YOU!”
    She then smiled at me, a villainous smirk.
    I knew then exactly who she was.

    I love that too...she's got so much personality...my kind of person.
    | Posted on 2007-10-18 00:00:00 | by Raivn | [ Reply to This ]
      Hm...Unfortunately, I don't know enough about you to understand all of the deep meanings behind this piece, but it is very interesting. I'm curious about who the girl is and why you ran to her in a moment. Apart from that, it was just pretty well written. My favorite line is the one about the clothes wearing you, though that confused me a little bit as well. I just can seem to understand why the clothes is wearing you. If that was a metaphor than good on you, I guess I'm just not too good at interpreting people's writings. Also, the end, with you list of 'More's was very good. It created an excellent emotion and applied to almost everyone since they've probably experienced one of those things in the past. The only thing I have to say that is negative is the capitalized '[censored] you' stands out a lot and sort of takes away from the piece. When I looked at it that was all I saw. That might very well have been your intent, I just thought you might like to know that that was how I viewed this. Other than that, I like it.
    | Posted on 2007-10-16 00:00:00 | by Bleeding_AngelX | [ Reply to This ]
      this is for me...sounds familiar. lol. anyhow this was good. it was a glance into you and how you see yourself..very interesting.
    | Posted on 2007-07-08 00:00:00 | by EEKS | [ Reply to This ]

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