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Past the silver-white flakes,
falling briskly upon my nose..
There is a place inside my head,
That no one else goes.
No one will venture,
to see what I see.
No one wants to read;
this story of me.
No one will dig, and pick the brain apart.
No one will bury a memory to mine heart.
No one will edge their name to my arm,
Or burn their love for me into my lips.
No one wants to linger for long,
Not when the bliss is gone.
Not when the frown makes the stage;
fall apart.
You want a smile, not a sigh.
My hopes of persuading you are neigh...
For you would rather die:
Than let your feelings take a shy...
Than accept me, and all my whiles
You will be driving by the miles...
Because you are not strong to venture,
and I am a worthless endeavor
To a million and one... I am not.
Soon I shall be forgot.
- by Kechero-TheForsakenRose |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/13/2010 |
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- Title: A moment of free-verse.
- Artist: Kechero-TheForsakenRose
- Description: Pass it by, if you like. there is nothing spectacular here.
- Date: 02/13/2010
- Tags: moment freeverse
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Kechero-TheForsakenRose - 05/06/2010
- Thank you, doll. <3
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- CherryGoes_POP - 03/04/2010
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5/5 well written. It flows nicely, the only thing that I can find that messes up the flow is when it comes to the "No one will edge their name to my arm,
Or burn their love for me into my lips." If your going to make a poem rhyme like it looks like your doing I think you should make sure that you dont leave a few lines that don't. Or else the flow will be off. But other then that its pretty fantastic
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