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A Word (Free verse) by cuddlytiger17 A word you did not have to say
For I loved you anyway
You sent chills up my spine
And said everythingâd be fine
I believed every word you said
I really shouldâve used my head
You were like every other guy
Playing your game, so slick and sly
I found out way too late
For my tender heart you did break
And now I live my life in fear
Never again shedding another tear.
Up the ladder:
La Belle Epoque
Down the ladder:
Adieu
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.4
Posted: May 10, 2004 12:55 PM PDT; Last modified: May 10, 2004 12:55 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.166884 Overall Rank: 5025 Comments:
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Sasha @ 69.138.236.63
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10-May-04/12:58 PM
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I find this to be, through no fault of your own, entirely too much like entirely too many other poems on this subject to give it anything more than an 8
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cuddlytiger17 @ 64.80.244.106
> Sasha
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11-May-04/3:25 PM
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I agree with you, many people do write regarding this topic. However, I think an 8 is pretty good lol so thank you!
Yea, a little overwritten, but so is almost everything I've ever confined in ink. Still, I like it.
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