September 5, 2012
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Thoughts unwrought
words unsaid
for our love I fought
though quickly claimed dead.

Now we barely talk,
without bursting to tears,
as if the jock
could be with the one who screamed cheers.

It seemed like a fantasy,
too good to be true
and I cant picture me,
standing without you.

They called you a lier, a jerk,
called you a player,
their petty lies made me smirk
while saying I'd deal with you later.

They told you I was trouble,
told you I was mean,
hope you realize I'm double,
than this worlds' ever seen.

I'll take your heart,
if you take mine,
we'll each do our part,
and we'll be fine.

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Acastillo said...
Sept. 8, 2012 at 5:45 pm
wow! this is great! i liked how well it flowed and how powerful your voice showed through this poem. Keep up the great work!  
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