A Shattered Petal

May 22, 2009
By icguf615 BRONZE, Mission Viejo, California
icguf615 BRONZE, Mission Viejo, California
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He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not.
He loves me not.
Not.
Never.
Plucked, torn, cast away.

Falling

Plummeting


Crashing

First comes anger.
Hot then cold.
Screams then tears.

I catch sight of my face in a mirror.
Monstrous.
Lit with fury and anguish.

Anguish
Now its anguish.
Now I watch my laceration.
My single cut.
Across my heart.

I watch it fester, I feel it sear.
And I am leaking.
It is seeping through my incision.

It.
My feelings.
My vehemence, my grief.

Now there’s calm.
A sweet sea of relief, a bandage to my heart.
My broken heart.

I love him, I love him not, I love him, I love him not.
Not.
Never.


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on Oct. 2 2009 at 7:54 pm
jennee21_ann GOLD, Helper, Utah
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wow! i can feel the emotion in this one!! :) you did a great job writing this, and it's creative how you did write it. i like everything you said in the poem, it's very strong! :) bravo...5 stars :) check out some of my work if you can, i would love your feedback.




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