"Last Place"A Poem by what-the-frick
The man I was sure
You'd aspire to be Is just a mirage Laughing back at me When the chips came down, You dropped the ball And ran from the duty While I bared it all The sad part of this, Is deep down, my heart frowned, Who you are and who I wanted Shatter to the ground Because the man I knew you could be Couldn't be that man for me, Broken promises and cracked glass, You'll always finish last. © 2013 what-the-frickFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on July 16, 2013 Last Updated on July 16, 2013 Authorwhat-the-frickAstoria & Ever After, OHAboutI'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..Writing
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