941_1432310904 Posted September 19, 2002 Share Posted September 19, 2002 I know this is not a Greatest poem ever but i wrote it a while back,when i was bored and Didnt have ne thing better to do.Enjoy... ash .....She...... She sits and stares, Out the window tonight. She waits anxiously, For that car to drive up. But as the sunlight turns... Into starlight above, All she can think about, Is that one that she loves. She looks in the mirror, And gazes ahead, At the shadowed reflection, Of a girl whos emotionally dead. A head full of curls, And glittery green eyes... She looks to the floor.. And begins to cry. She realizes now... She's waiting for a lost cause. She moves her arm, To wipe the tears... Of all the pain, And wasted years. She looks back to the mirror... Her make-up now smeared. And places her hand, Up to the glass. Such a beauty shouldn't cry... Never should a tear, Fall from a girls eye. He said he loved her, That one day long ago... Under the silky moon.. As they held hands and promised to never let go. She believed him, Like any normal girl would. But she stayed true to her promise, And she's still here waiting for him. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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