Memory

February 12, 2011
Tear jerked skies
Sleep deprived lullabies
The moons crest
A persons quest
The dogs howl
Night owl
Way and may
Come out to "play"
Pulling hair
Midnight air
Hear a whisper
Must have missed her
Bitten raw
Dead man's brawl
Eaten beaten
Shriek and cry
Last last kiss goodbye
Feel of lip
Dirty grip
Satisfaction?
Cold hard attraction?
Help me plea
Memory





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midnitewanderer said...
Mar. 23, 2011 at 7:44 pm

I like the rhyming in this poem, it makes each line seem like it has a purpose; good word choice.  

Kind of confused about: "Come out to "play&quot" typo?

But I like the raw emotion displayed, it's dramatic and right to the point. It's simple but perfect.

Claire=)

 
lovebeatles18 replied...
Mar. 24, 2011 at 6:57 pm
i guess teenink doesn't like quotation marks :(
 
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