Tasslehoff Posted January 31, 2003 Report Posted January 31, 2003 From the moment I saw your pretty face, I knew you where what I had been searching for, I always prayed you felt the same, Nothing I could do or say; Just sit back and play the games, Win or Loose; Nothing changed, Always a step out of my grasp you where; Slipping through, Finally the day came and a possible new Beginning; Endless falsified lies is all that came, Scenery changed; Realization of this petty bastard love, It was never meant to be; Or so you make it seem, Throwing me down; You walk away, Not even a look back as you rub it in my face, Cursing the feeling rushing through my head; Gun to my temple, The room spins at an unforgiving pace, Then it ends; All quiet; Falling to the floor, Just to live another day; Another day playing the game; ....Hoping you love me too....
Peredhil Posted January 31, 2003 Report Posted January 31, 2003 Raw intensity multiplied. A couple of spelling/grammar errors, but on the first pass, the idea is to just get it out before you lose it. This reallyl speaks to the agony of rejection and the fantasy we spin that tomorrow might fresh hope.
Rune Posted February 3, 2003 Report Posted February 3, 2003 Took me awhile to figure out what I wanted to say. Ive read this poem like 10 times now. There is just so much there to comment on..yet its so hard to figure out the details of what im trying to explain. Its a wonderful poem Tassle, thank you for sharing.
Archaneus Posted February 3, 2003 Report Posted February 3, 2003 Impressive. I know we've all felt that way... Who's ever felt that way? *Looks around and notices he is the only one raising his hand* Dang! K, maybe only I do but... nice poem.
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