Open Poetry #38 |
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Self-Fulfilling Prophecy |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Self-Fulfilling Prophecy It's dark and you are gone. I sit here, eyes blinded by tears and stubborn blindness As I cry over stupidity and missed opportunities to say "Have fun. I love you." Instead, snot drips from my nose as I cry and wipe it away Knowing this is my fear come true as I sit feeling abandoned but know that I pushed too hard. Here is your poem, maybe not what you wanted, but it is here for you Stained with my tears and irrational fears What is wrong?, you have asked. as I have slipped deeper into a quicksand of despondency, feeling alone. Now I am alone and I am a living example of the self-fulfilling prophecy. aziza |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
I learned not all that long ago, that the last chance to tell someone you care creeps upon you with no fanfare what-so-ever. I will never miss another chance. This sums up the feeling of missed oportunity so very well. A lovely write, my friend. |
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Ratleader![]()
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
This poem shakes me right down to the roots. What you write here...I AM that. You wrote me. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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