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Breakfast and a Broken Heart
Contributed by
DKanis
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Friday, 6th April 2007 @ 01:56:00 AM in AEST
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Walking down the street that night
Emotions rash, and hard to fight
Hard to believe its the same day
I have a million things to say
And no one to tell them to
Thoughts of him, and thoughts of you
I can't go back, and I can't go there
For the temptation I could not bare
The alcohol staring down at me
Wanting to set my mind free
To shut my brain off, just for a night
But I couldn't do it, I had to fight
So instead that bleacher is where I went
Free of the that pleasant memory filled scent
Then the rain came down, drizziling on me
Perfect timing, for a cheezy movie
But its not a movie, its for real
I don't know how you can conceal
All these things, deep inside
I thought I could, I really tried
I couldn't do that, I am weak
So I wrote this, ever so meek
Take this poem in any way
I hope it causes no dismay
Its how I write, it's how I feel
And I told you a rhyming poem can still appeal.
Douglas K.
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DKanis
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Re: Breakfast and a Broken Heart
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by darkangeleyes57 on
Friday, 6th April 2007 @ 06:15:52 AM AEST
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This was a good poem. I liked the title. You did an a great job expressing your thoughts and your feelings. It is good that you didn't let that memory bog you down too far. Great poem.
Take care
Christina |
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Re: Breakfast and a Broken Heart
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by runawaynameless on
Friday, 6th April 2007 @ 08:12:05 AM AEST
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| I feel like im stuck in a movie with no happy ending sometimes. This poem was really good. I liked it a lot. |
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