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    dots Submission Name: a piece of grassdots

    Author: scardnscared
    ASL Info:    25/ DFW
    Elite Ratio:    3.1 - 585/498/311
    Words: 197
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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    dotsa piece of grassdots

    she was sitting on the side of the road
    twirling a piece of grass in her hand
    she kept looking down the road
    her mind was already years away
    her body was stuck in this suburban life
    she liked to whine
    about how mommy and daddy
    always kept her up at night
    she would complain about the screaming
    saying i remember when
    but then forget what she was saying
    the emotions she held inside
    slowly started toeat at her i guess
    cause one day she wasn't sitting on the side of the road
    the grass was untouched
    the stones were unturned
    and her parents couldn't care
    cause she was always a problem anyways
    a wasted youth
    a rebel with only thoughts
    she ran away
    to the places she dreamt of
    to the places she had heard of
    and life was never the same
    in the land of candy neon lights
    she lost her innocence
    and almost her life
    but i guess she paid the price
    to young to care
    to old to change
    and she dreams of the days
    were she sat on the side of the road
    and twirled a piece of grass in her hands

    Submitted on 2010-11-15 15:59:48     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      There is much spirit and soul in this, and much between the lines. One emphasizes with the youth beside the road, and wants better for her; then wonders what became of her.

    | Posted on 2010-11-29 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]
      to young to care
    to old to change
    and she dreams of the days
    were she sat on the side of the road
    and twirled a piece of grass in her hands

    True thought, seems we all wish we could go back to our childhood summers- before we were grew up and learned just a little to much, a little to soon.
    Good write!
    | Posted on 2010-11-18 00:00:00 | by Joybell | [ Reply to This ]
      I liked this, there are few spelling mistakes. But they are easy to overlook. It was easy to understand where you were and how you felt. :) John
    | Posted on 2010-11-16 00:00:00 | by bigohhh1 | [ Reply to This ]

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