Guilty Pleasures

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She slowly walks the empty halls,
surrounded by saddened walls,
then abruptly stops and nearly falls
when no one hears her desperate calls.

No longer will she scream for help
now that she's been saved from hell
by a bot who'd always tell
of his love for her and no one else.

But a heavy heart will soon be made
since his love for is sure to fade,
From this hell she won't be saved,
All hope's gone, she's been betrayed.

A dear friend tore them apart
and innocently stole his heart,
one star-filled nigiht in the dark
as she silently wrote this tattered art.

Her dejected soul matters not
ever since his eye had caught
another girl's depressing heart
that moon-lit night in the dark.

Unexpecting this awkward twist,
she holds the blade up to her wrist---
A guilty pleasure---she can't resist
the blood that rushes to her fist.





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Diamond-Ritiuall said...
Jan. 22, 2011 at 10:26 pm
WOWZA!! that was scary and beautiful at the same time XD nice job...im a lil scared now
 
Meghan said...
Aug. 17, 2009 at 7:17 pm
You are a wonderful writer. Very emotional poem.
 
Jenna B. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 17, 2009 at 2:18 am
Oooh the end was a dark twist. And the rhyme was pretty awesome.
I think you meant in the second stanza "by a boy who'd always tell". Small typo... no big deal :)
Nice work.

I hope you'll check out some of my stuff
 
Zero_Kiryu This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 14, 2009 at 1:26 am
This is so good. But the comment you wrote makes me think this happened, so it scares me. Still, beautiful poem.
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