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After months of your lying And me still believing I'm giving up on you And trust me, I'm won't be grieving Call me a whore But I'm already moving on To the sweetest guy Who wont do me wrong I met him months ago And purely by luck I was always 'playing nice' But now I don't give a fuck Because he's so close to perfect And he's so flippin' great We've got a lot in common, He's got me believing and fate And so not I'm sure there's A reason why we fell apart Because I'm so much happier With him in my heart |
Aww, this is really sweet. I loved how you just seemed to burst out and say "He's so flippin great", hehe that was cool. But on the last stanza...I really got hung up on the last sentence..it didn't make any sense to me. And so not I'm sure there's A reason why we fell apart I didn't get that...but the rest of the poem was great. Kris | Posted on 2006-01-31 00:00:00 | by Raindrops | [ Reply to This ] | I like this piece of work, it really conveys the emotions of hate and happiness, as if they were battleing. I dunno that's just what i got, I know how it is, I think I like this one so much because I kinda just did the same thing. Well anyways I like the piece. | Georgina | Posted on 2006-01-04 00:00:00 | by Raye | [ Reply to This ] | This could be a great piece about moving on to better things but with some speeling errors & word misplacement, it was kind of confusing. I understood the point of your piece & I've 'been there, done that' but it needs revision. | ~Tonya | Posted on 2006-01-03 00:00:00 | by Tonya V. | [ Reply to This ] | |