11

11

A Poem by raindroplove
"

read it eveyone forgets 11

"

i close my eyes

count to three

i open my eyes

count to four

start to run

count to five 

stop and set up camp

count to six

get some water

count to seven

think why am i running

count to eight

grab my gun

count to nine

put it to my head

count to ten

pull the tringer.....

 count to eleven

am not dead....

© 2011 raindroplove


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Simple and magnificent, well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


unexpected end! reminds me of how we count to fall asleep and sometimes what we think before gets meshed up in our dreams.

Posted 13 Years Ago


That's because 11 is considered in spirituality to be a sacred number...so 11 couldn't let it happen ;) xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


This had very good imagery. I liked it. Awesome.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Deep... Like a story, time passing quick, images just as quick. Amazing

Mags xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


amazing... truly amazing

Posted 13 Years Ago


was not your time............

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow. The image I got from this was mind blowing. It is a great poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow..

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Short and spicy. Great job on it :)

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Added on April 26, 2011
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