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    dots Submission Name: Her Storydots

    Author: BlueTorcher
    Elite Ratio:    4.67 - 79/97/96
    Words: 315
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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    Average Vote:    4.0000
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    dotsHer Storydots

    Standing tall
    Looking down
    At the ground below

    Wondering if this is
    The time to bare my soul
    To show them that;even I am capable

    Of feelings of some kind
    Even if they are
    Scattered around the sky

    If you want to you can
    Look at them and see'
    The girl I could be

    If only someone trusted me
    So I cling here instead
    Watching life move on

    No one noticing the girl
    Who is only a pawn
    Who does what she is told

    Not a thought in her head
    And when shes not moving
    Some wonder if shes dead

    She sits down to write
    What lies in her head
    Before the storm comes

    And she forgets
    What was ever said
    She pulls out a small pen

    Enough ink just to write
    Her sad story down
    During this endless night

    Her handwriting small
    Delicate and neat
    Even though on the paper

    It you can barely see
    She finshes her tale
    Its work her last

    As she closes her eyes
    Being time for bed


    A man comes by
    Down on his luck
    Looking around for

    Some food to chuck
    He notices a lump
    By his feet

    And proceeds to kick it
    Stopping mid sweep
    He looks closer than before

    And notices hair
    Painicking he picks up the bundle
    So precious and small

    Wondering what it could be
    Out in this cold
    He pulls back the blanket

    A white face he sees
    Icy and numb she feels to him
    As he see paper in her hand

    And wonders at the written words
    On top of it
    As he begins to read;the girls last minutes

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      I wrote my last poem about a month ago, vowed I would never write another ever again, I still post what ive written previously, but wont write anymore new stuff.. Your poem reminds me of this, sittting there knowing that it was her last words, no more will she ever share.. I liked the depth, almost feeling like you where there with her on the cold stormy night (thats the picture i get in my head) I see her on a cliff near the ocean, just letting herself exhale one last breath

    thanks for the write, was really good..
    | Posted on 2007-12-30 00:00:00 | by fallenone | [ Reply to This ]

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