Ashley

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2006

 

You remind me of a lot of things
But mostly of a leaf
That's clung too tight to the tree at hand and lost the battle in the end
So it's clung to life upon the floor
Been stepped on, admired, refused
And slowly it moulds and crinkles and dries out
Till it crumbles by the next hand to hold it

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

hey hey what do you know I've a poem about me,

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John Eucare's picture

Great metaphor... simple strong and not too long... like a really hot intense quickie...lol... HEY stop that... Im talking about a quick power walk around he block...lol.. what the hell were you thinkin?.. get your mind outta MY gutter...lol

Nicole.J.Burgess's picture

hmmm, I dont really know what to say to that.

I like it but thats all for now

nikki


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