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What Summer Did To Us
Contributed by
xbleedingheart
on
Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 08:47:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
FriendshipPoetry
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So this is how it feels
To remember all those late nights.
We spent talking on the phone.
About music.
And death.
And religion.
Before we realized what it meant.
To live.
And to know the difference between.
Love and hate.
Those times we spent out back.
Blowing bubbles.
Trying to decide where young became old.
And right became wrong.
Ripping out pages from our favorite books.
From our own notebooks.
Proclaiming sun showers cute.
And the eighties overrated.
Cutters as conceded.
Love the next big thing.
Spending hours making mix tapes.
Perfect with The Smiths.
And too much Elvis Costello.
Summer has turned us into emotions.
Copyright ©
xbleedingheart
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2005-07-18 20:47:54]
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Re: What Summer Did To Us
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by starry_eyed_soul on
Tuesday, 19th July 2005 @ 02:31:28 AM AEST
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| interesting... i liked it.... all these memories of summer in one poem... i really like the last line... summer has turned us into emotions... it really ends the poem well... love ya... TiffanyShay |
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Re: What Summer Did To Us
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by ElevenToedSloth on
Thursday, 4th August 2005 @ 08:03:07 PM AEST
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It's not often that I find real poetry on this site.
Way to go =P
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