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    dots Submission Name: The Stalkerdots
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    Author: Dreamer5009
    ASL Info:    16, Male, USA
    Elite Ratio:    5.02 - 73/53/28
    Words: 329
    Class/Type: Poetry/Depressed
    Total Views: 560
    Average Vote:    4.0000
    Bytes: 2029



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    dotsThe Stalkerdots
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    The sun set low in the evening sky
    the breeze is blowing swiftly by
    I look up and down the empty street
    and at the place where roads meet

    She's walking swiftly from a cafe
    walking farther and farther away
    towards her I go
    as it softly begins to snow

    She walks with such grace
    walking through the snow, leaving not a trace
    I can only continue on and smile
    watching her all the while

    She looks at me, face full of angelic beauty
    and I can't help but think she see's me as a major cutie
    I grin and walk towards her as though in a trance
    as she starts jogging slightly away from my advance

    I slink into the shadows, my heart starting to race
    until she comes back to a normal pace
    then I approach her as she stops at the corner
    and, in the soft light, she looks sad, like a mourner

    her face empties of emotion
    but I know they're in there causing a commotion
    her sadness, again, breaks through
    and she starts to cry, right on cue

    Her eyes are like a looking glass
    as if, right through them, I could pass
    although, this isn't wonderland
    not here, where we stand

    she turns to face me, eyes full of tears
    and I just stand there, as, at me, she leers
    she brushes past me, rejection clear
    I taste salt on my lips, a single tear

    I start to softly mutter
    my heart all a flutter
    my flow of thoughts, beginning to start
    to tear my fragile heart

    My time spent watching her meant little
    the time spent staring at her middle
    I can't think of which is worse
    never being with her again, or ordering my hearse

    on my wrist a small incision
    darkness at the edges of my vision
    I don't waste my tears to weep
    as I drift into eternal sleep




    Submitted on 2009-06-10 12:17:29     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      intense.
    it was very intense.i found myself reading to see if she got away in time.sorry but you pulled me into her point of veiw.the guy dying at the end was sad,but thats how i would feel so congrads.you connect with your audience.
    again.can't judge a book by its cover.
    rachel:)
    | Posted on 2009-06-12 00:00:00 | by PopRocksRae | [ Reply to This ]


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