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    dots Submission Name: Gone Wrongdots
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    Author: Anneboleyn707
    ASL Info:    18/Female/Pennsylvania
    Elite Ratio:    3.96 - 44/84/67
    Words: 155
    Class/Type: Poetry/You left me
    Total Views: 825
    Average Vote:    5.0000
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    dotsGone Wrongdots
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    No,

    Nothing's wrong

    I really mean it

    Nothing's ever wrong

    Trails end, things change

    Some hearts are gone; most rearranged

    And I'm just tied up with that tired beating song

    Stuck in my head…

    That pure melody thrashes,

    And carries on



    I'm trying…

    I'm trying to find my way

    It stopped being easy

    When you pushed me away



    Closing. And with crashes,

    The doors are falling

    And It's useless

    To say we tried to hold them up

    I'm sorry

    You can't hear me

    But I've been lying

    And so clearly

    It's no wonder you threw that away

    For something you can hold


    Even I'd rather find the classic end

    Than waste my time

    On a story untold





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      I like the flow of this a lot. It's almost like song lyrics. You have a very good way of expressing yourself. I especially like the simple and honest vocabulary used.
    | Posted on 2012-10-10 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]
      Hey Jame!!! I loveeeee this poem!!! This is like what happened at the end of my summer. I hate how people will lie and say they will be there forever and the next day they're gone. I love you! Sorry I haven't responded in a while I just figured out how to view my new messages lol! I hope you're havin fun in South Carolina!
    Love ya girl!!!!
    -Your lovely, beautiful, talented, sis,
    Lil Alz <3
    | Posted on 2011-09-25 00:00:00 | by xxalpal4everzxx | [ Reply to This ]
      For me the first part is just a warm up, which you can leave out...and then you get to this, which is the poem.

    Closing. And with crashes,
    The doors are falling
    And it's useless
    To say we tried to hold
    them up. I'm sorry

    You can't hear me
    But I've been lying
    so clearly

    It's no wonder you threw
    that away for something you can hold.

    Even I'd rather find
    the classic end than waste
    my time on a story untold

    Chris
    | Posted on 2009-09-24 00:00:00 | by ponykeeper | [ Reply to This ]
      Nothing I hate more than nothing, nothing keeps me up at night.

    I like the poem because it's real.....we all experience these struggles on a daily bases.
    | Posted on 2009-07-17 00:00:00 | by Spin | [ Reply to This ]
      There are many love stories, and this lovely verse deftly describes one of them. So many affairs end as ..... a story untold. They are not wrong; they just aren't right!

    You have done well with a difficult subject, where it tells a story and the reader feels the drama and the loss! Nice work!
    | Posted on 2008-11-13 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]
      Story untold. A classic example of a scenario every human experiences which makes this so relatable even if it isn't. I was trapped the first line and never paused. One of the best on this website
    | Posted on 2008-11-06 00:00:00 | by KiHoodie | [ Reply to This ]


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