Teen Poetry #8 |
confessions |
Tripp'ncutie Member
since 2008-05-05
Posts 73minnasota |
The phone rings its him talking for hours about everything or anything trust is for it all a shoulder for cring hands for truth he dosent lie he says it all right hes there every night seeming to mean nothing waiting wanting to see something some change something The phone rings its him talking for hours about everything and anything Missing you missing him now he means something calling late just to say goodnight sleep tight sweet dreams the phone rings its him talking for hours about it all he means everything |
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RevengeIsMine Senior Member
since 2006-07-08
Posts 820Australia |
Love it.. Excellent write.. very talented.. |
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Falling rain
since 2008-01-31
Posts 2178Small town, Illinois |
I agree with Jess... This is an great poem and you are a talented writer But of the tree of knowledge of good and evil, |
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punkrockerrobin
since 2001-05-15
Posts 1180Sparks, NV |
makes me think how hard ldr's really are. purdy poem. i'm lost and going nowhere |
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Tripp'ncutie Member
since 2008-05-05
Posts 73minnasota |
thank you all very much! |
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