November 8, 2010 - 3:39am — faunet
The alcohol
Still lingers on your breath
Her lipstick left a mark on your neck
I'm no spy
And my eyes are not superb
So tell me
Are you purposely hurting me?
Is this the game you chose to play
I stiffle a laugh
Let the love game begin
There are others beside you
Lets see how you like when the tables are turned
In this game of yours
I can see why you drink
It numbs the pain
The cigarette smoke makes everything blur
So who is my new lover tonight
For it will not be you
{I do not support or do , drinking,smoking,and other things like that.This was used strictly for the use of this writing}
This is actually quite
Thank you Bayleen:)
I see you haven't given up
Faunee--I never plan to give
Well that's your choice to
*sigh* You carry on as you
You carry on as you were, faunet!
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I will Sluggs and thank you.
You're welcome! *nuzzles*
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wow.... Asome as always. I
Yea , awesome ,indeed ! Keep
The best thing about writing
The poem is drenched with her emotions (I assume she's a girl), anger, revenge but also sorrow. She wants the one who hurt her to feel the same pain, am I right? It's not clouded in a mystery of metaphores, which is something I appreciate. Don't get me wrong, I like the more 'poetic' style too, but I can only support modern writing like this!
It's very good, keep on writing faunet!
Oh and Faunee, if you don't have any reasonable arguments to why you don't like this writing, I suggest you just keep your mouth shut. It's fine if you don't like someone's work, but I got the impression you were out to offend faunet personally, instead of focusing on the poem. Please think before you spam someone's page with 'barf' smilies.
Thanks soooo much you
And yes Nix42 she is a girl.:)