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She aimlessly wanders the world
As it slowly falls apart
She walks past the broken marriage
And steps over the frozen clock of a timeless love
Ghosts strive for her attention as she slowly walks her broken path
Feeling the graze of an ex-lover's touch drip down her spine,
She stares straight ahead
And runs.
Leaving behind all she's known, she runs to forget
To forget the pain
The loss.
She runs, never looking back on the
Burning bridges and thunderstorms.
With a heavy heart, she trips on a broken dream and
Falls to her knees,
With her hands on her ears and eyes shut tight
The girl with the crumbling world prays for a better life.



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Miseltoe said...
Sept. 19, 2010 at 8:55 am:
wow  the imagery is beautiful.
 
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KatieGrey This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 7, 2010 at 10:26 am:

Hey you write like me :) It starts with one line and goes from there. Sometimes I have a line stuck in my head for months before I can get an idea to build around it.

Anyway, enough about me...this poem is amazing :) great job. It really gives a great image and stirs the emotion that she is having.

 
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JeanGrey said...
May 14, 2010 at 9:27 pm:
Brilliant. Amazing. The emotion, everything, awesome.
 
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Powd3er said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 2:27 pm:
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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justkasey This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 18, 2010 at 11:06 pm:
I as well, catch phrases throughout the day and even more at night. They float around until you have something to do with them. But I love this. Its beatiful. It reminds me of a crazy dream you have that when you wake up only makes sense to yourself. Keep it up!
 
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