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Unable.
June 6, 2010
My fallen sweet,
Unable to make my eyes meet,
Blood drips from my eyes:
Like if tears were made for lies.
Something isn't right.
Long gone with red lips.
Maybe off at a club swinging her hips.
"I don't want to hurt her" I said with a tear.
I don't remember that's my fear.
As crimson tears fill my eyes.
I blackout and never seen a sight.
Only memory is is a simering light,
But I won't let myself do it again.
The floor is left with a crimson stain.
I will get help to be tamed:
Insanity in your eyes.
Everything is a lie.
© Carly M., Hopedale, MA
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Just.A.Dream SILVER said...
on Jul. 12 2010 at 6:47 pm
Sometimes, when people use this rhyme scheme, it sounds corny, but it doesn't in this poem.
Very desciptive, and even though you say you stepped out of your normal writing, it's still super good. :)
