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Soft Speak; Hard Emotion (Free verse) by Blindpoetry

Weeks pass by Your not here Did the maid go with you? Because he isn't here either I confess My nervousness I expected this to not work out *nervous breathe* Was I right? I give you my hand I want to guide you To happiness I thought thats all you wanted I hesitantly take my hand away It got numb from your coldness You ask if I'm ok, "Why are you like this?" My temper rages; *yells, "You know why!"* I get up, to my feet Shock painted all over your face I whisper, "See you at home... Dear." She leaves with the maid. Do i give you my jacket So you can walk across the muddy water? No. Just ask the maid! He'll clean it up! And I hope you don't mind I fired the maid He didn't do his job He made this life harder! So leave with him I don't care (leave with him) I won't sit and stare (leave with him) I'll just *yells: go outside and save myself*

Blindpoetry 3-Feb-04/7:59 PM
heh. Odd
10 - 5 - 0 = 5.0... very mixed feelings about this poem, eh?

Thanks for the compliment! :)

I'm really sorry, but I'd really like my poetry to be "my" work. I don't like to take anyone's suggestion on what to put in it. (nothing personal) But I'd just prefer that better, so no one will accuse me of plagarism or some type of crap like that. eh... But thanks for suggesting. :)




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