Guilty Pleasures

April 22, 2009
By Jexxi SILVER, Houston, Texas
Jexxi SILVER, Houston, Texas
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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.

The author's comments:
For Pedro

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on Jan. 22 2011 at 10:26 pm
Diamond-Ritiuall, Seattle, Washington
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why do we kill people who kill ppl to show killing ppl is wrong?

WOWZA!! that was scary and beautiful at the same time XD nice a lil scared now

on Aug. 17 2009 at 7:17 pm
MeghanMichelle GOLD, Hooksett, New Hampshire
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You are a wonderful writer. Very emotional poem.

Jennax3 SILVER said...
on Aug. 17 2009 at 2:18 am
Jennax3 SILVER, Palos Verdes Estates, California
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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_K DIAMOND said...
on Aug. 14 2009 at 1:26 am
Zero_K DIAMOND, Moosic, Pennsylvania
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"Life's no fun if you're not insane, otherwise you grow up to be an accountant." -Moi

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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