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I met this one guy
I didn't know him much
He was in one of my classes
I didn't talk to him much
We did a two-person assignment and he was my partner
It was awkward much
We started to talk more and more
I enjoyed our conversations much
We started hanging out as buddies
I liked him very much
We graduated and we still hung out but there was something more
I loved him so much
We got married and he went into the war
I missed him very much
I heard a knock on the door, but it wasn't him, it was a message. A message that carried the word of death
I was hurting much
My world became gray, my life had no meaning, the bird's sweet song was sour, and i wept until my eyes were dry
I just need him so much
- by TheUncontrollable |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 04/06/2010 |
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- Title: MUCH
- Artist: TheUncontrollable
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Description:
this is not real (i finally figured out the difference between non-fiction and fiction :P)
its been a while since i wrote anything so it might show
i hope you enjoy it! - Date: 04/06/2010
- Tags: much love poem
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Comments (3 Comments)
- RainingBlueCrystals - 09/21/2010
- That sounds like what my grandmother experienced. It was only three days after his 'funeral' when she committed suicide. Thanks for the poem, I don't think people realize just how much this is true. I miss my papa, and my gima, but this made me realize that now they are together. Thank you!
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- FoxyXNinja - 06/06/2010
- nice! love this poem so MUCH xD
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- TondiAteYuurCrayonz - 04/14/2010
- yoo shuldve prolly posted thiz as a poem but i really lik it =D
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