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A little poem for my sister, who recently was dumped. |
| Standing on the sidelines, Not knowing what to do. There are so many people, But all I see is you. Too afraid to talk to you, Too nervous to come near, With many people talking, You are all I hear. Watching you with another girl, Just rips me up inside. When you held her close, I think I could have died. I thought of what we could have had, The love we could have shared, And then I see you pass on by, As if you never cared. You said that you loved me, What a wicked lie, Then you ran away from me, Not even saying bye. Because that's the kind of guy you are, You leave a poor soul broken, You destroy a poor girl's heart, Their tears are your token. ____________________________________ My review for myself: Mediocre. Watch your syllable counts. Don't capitalize every line. Could be better. |