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Here.
Have my paper heart.
It was always yours
Anyway.
Take it,
Do what you want
with it.
I don't want it anymore.
It's old,
Tear-stained, it's lost
Its glamor.
Keep it in a box
Or tack it up
On your wall
To remind you what
I gave to you
But you
Never returned.
- by IDK my BFF Voldie |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/02/2008 |
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- Title: Ripped from the Pages
- Artist: IDK my BFF Voldie
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Description:
The title is supposed to be Ripped from the Pages (Or Maybe My Chest) but apparently there's a limit on title length...
Anyway, to the description. It's just a poem I wrote after someone dumped me. The end.
And I truly hope that you don't dismiss this as "just another emo poem." Also, if you're going to critique, then be constructive with it please? - Date: 12/02/2008
- Tags: ripped from pages
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Comments (2 Comments)
- B-B-B-BeanCup - 12/03/2008
- I always have this habit of pausing on line breaks, especially when they're capitalized. Maybe I just don't know how to read poetry.
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- kyuketsuki20 - 12/03/2008
- Its short, to the point, and its understandable. I liked it.
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