On My Own
the music dies
and all i can
see is you
with her
standing in
the corner
kissing
they cheered
i wept
you forgot
and i became
the forgotten
it was one
heck of a ride
you and me
and i think
here is where
we stop going
because our love
is nothing more than
barbed passion
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»Hello! This poem was inspired by 'Dancing On My Own'. You can find the cover of it up there ^^.
Also thank you for 600 reads! Thanks for sticking with me throughout the entire 31 poems. It's been one hell of a ride; driving on the edge of a knife. So thanks for not letting me go 😀.
But seriously, thanks for 600 reads and landing this book in it's highest ranking so far: #336 in poetry.
Y'all are beautiful people and thank you once again. Hope you have a wonderful day and I'll see you in the next poem. Goodbye 😃.«
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PoetryRemember that girl who sat alone? With a notebook and feather pen in hand? Well she was writing poetry about everything she saw, thought and went through. HIGHEST RANKING: #299 in poetry Started on [5/9/16] copyright: all rights reserved 2016
