There once was a girl,
That sat alone,
If any one came around,
She’d smile and stand her ground,
With hope,
She waits,
For some one to stop,
For she needs it a lot,
Catching tear drops in her hand,
She wishes she could turn back the sands,
She sits with hope,
She wonders if she has to much hope,
She sits broken hearted,
Trying to hold back the tears,
But she has already started.













Comments
I like the word good right now.
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This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
- TS Eliot
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- PsoBloke (John)
Everything Sucks!
I luv ya, girl.
Keep onnnnnnnn writin
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I am [Jane's] inflamed sense of rejection.
She sits with hope,
She wonders if she has to much hope,
What is you changed it to:
She sits with hope,
as she waits for the end.
Not the same idea as what you had, but makes it more ominous and darker.
Beautiful piece that I can truly connect with. Just needs a little work on the flow in those two lines, mainly the second line probably......
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