Auld Lang Syne

February 17, 2010
By chshawnee BRONZE, Medford, New Jersey
chshawnee BRONZE, Medford, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
Breathe in experience, breathe out poetry.

You leave me pondering my past
Year’s struggles, sitting alone on a
Perch feeling so…




Your cold dark finger’s pressing the
Buttons of my shirt, while you whisper
With a lukewarm breath in my ear…

Next year next year

next year.

The screen lit with intangible events,
You trick me into believing I am
Having such a great time

Laughing, playing, seeking

As the clock strikes twelve you leave
Me to shed your skin, and as you
Kick and sigh into sleek, new
Patterns I am left here

Still the same, nothing changed

You erupt, a gigantic mess of bliss and
Excitement, while I still try to find
The remnants of your old skin, thinking
Where did you just go?

After all, we had just met…

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