My World

November 17, 2008
By KellyAnnnn PLATINUM, Middle Island, New York
KellyAnnnn PLATINUM, Middle Island, New York
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The beautiful trees

overhang and make shadows
in my other world.

Only i can see
the memories of the past
good, bad, broken, mine.

Spinning, whirling, round,
i feel a heartbeat,
i am still alive.

I’m in my own world
as i am in my own past
and he is still there.

My best friend ever
could never let me suffer,
as he let me down.

He left; and he’s gone
he’s left me here to suffer.
And he broke my heart.

I sit silently,
calm, cool, never-ending death
and i write my haiku.


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