ChessA Poem by AdammetaphoricalYour move, yet it is unexpected, you thought you would have failed. Why have you not been rejected? Could this truly be success.
Now that it comes to it you lock up; it isn't as easy as in the car before. You wonder what she's thinking and you feel like you've been implored.
Foreign fields, desparate anxiety, and you do not know what to say. Small talk that is lacking in variety is all you can do to work your charm.
Its too late, you lost your shot, and all that's left is frustration. Why didn't you push things further? You wasted love through anticipation.
© 2008 Adam |
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1 Review Added on November 30, 2008 AuthorAdamMeridian, IDAboutI am not a writer, and I am failing at attempting. However I am currently being published, and I am working on being able to write poetry and a perty cool girl I know inspired me to channel it through.. more..Writing
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