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The Last 3 Months
There was a time
when you were mine
that time has come and passed
And now I find
within my mind
I hate my sorry ass
See, half the time
I think I'm fine
but know I might be lying
And for the rest
I beat my chest
and ask "why am I crying?"
Since you've gone
it all seems wrong
I don't know what to do
I sit and cry
wishing I'd die
to scared to start anew
All of my mates
say that I'm great
but I must disagree
Cause if it's true
then why would you
do what you did to me?
when you were mine
that time has come and passed
And now I find
within my mind
I hate my sorry ass
See, half the time
I think I'm fine
but know I might be lying
And for the rest
I beat my chest
and ask "why am I crying?"
Since you've gone
it all seems wrong
I don't know what to do
I sit and cry
wishing I'd die
to scared to start anew
All of my mates
say that I'm great
but I must disagree
Cause if it's true
then why would you
do what you did to me?
Published 25th Sep 2009
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25th Sep 2009 10:10am
great rhythm...upbeat, yet melancholy...
True? Don't answer that...I want to reflect my own way...:)
True? Don't answer that...I want to reflect my own way...:)
Anonymous
26th Sep 2009 2:21am
I agree. Your rhyme and flow are impeccable, and help to convey such a sad scenario.
2nd Oct 2009 4:05am
The poem itself is great, however reading your other work it's evident that the subject is very redundant. Now, obviously for a good reason, I DID read your profile and believe me I know how it is, I had the same problem when I started writing for almost the same reason. Try to find ways to express your emotion and what your trying to say in different ways. Try to be origional, the way I try to write is by thinking that so many people have turned to poetry after a broken heart before me, and everyone wants to say the same thing, the people who say it in a way nobody has ever heard is the one who's remembered, saught after.
