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Another Chapter (Free verse) by TLRufener An empty page in an unfinished book
Wanting to see but to afraid to look
Unwritten words scared to be seen
Undone deeds between you and me
Another chapter forever untold
No more love, no more hand to hold
Secrets unspoken when they need to be said
One more thought to fill up my head
Another chapter I will never write
No more reasons to keep on the light
With one last chance for us to try
You turn from me and say goodbye
Up the ladder:
Matters of the Heart
Down the ladder:
Head Exploding Mark 2
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 2.5
Posted: December 1, 2005 8:42 PM PST; Last modified: December 3, 2005 9:15 PM PSTWeighted score: 4.8814354 Overall Rank: 9976 Comments:
"No more, love more hand to hold"?
Check this out: An empty page but to afraid to look Wanting to see an unfinished book Unwritten words between you and me Undone deeds scared to be seen Another chapter, more hand to hold No more, love forever untold Secrets unspoken to fill up my head One more thought when they need to be said Another chapter to keep on the light No more reasons, I will never write With one last chance for us to try You turn from me and say goodbye. Like refrigerator poem magnets. Think of things about you and your lover that are unique. Like "No more Vodka semen shots."
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An empty page but afraid to look because I might see that time we did nook- ie in the Walmart bathroom and I got VD from an extremely unsanitary urinal cake.
Ace.
Alright, lookit...you've got to get it out of your head that you have to rhyme to make a poem work. You're putting stuff in here just to make it rhyme. You could say this exact same thing with three lines and it would sound more poetic.
It's not just horrible bad, but it's just not good either. It doesn't hold my attention, it doesn't make me think, and it doesn't make me think "yeah..I know what she's feeling...I've felt that way". 143 view(s)
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You just make one-line sentences like a jerk.
They don't even have to be related.
Rick Flair's daughter is someone I've dated.
Why not try running a thought through a line end?
Because that would require you to have a thought.
Have you seen Hulk Hogan's daughter? 2 more years and counting.