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Crimzon5 -> RE: Crimz'z Poemz (9/20/2008 9:10:37)
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My first shape poetry:
______________________If this poem had a dedication,
______________it would’ve been called Redemption. But this
__________dramatic monologue, I wrote it just to purge my emotion.
_______This one girl, I broke her heart not once but twice. I won’t
_____blame you if you say that I have a heart of ice.
___But I have to disagree, because I seem to have lost my heart.
__Incapable of ‘loving’ someone, incapable of this ‘art’. But despite
_those two sins that I’ve committed, I fell for her thrice. I guess
I can’t let go of her forever, but I still ended up breaking her, ignoring her cries.
___I told her that even though my heart has four chambers, there’s only
______one girl in it. But things changed, and a sin, a lie, I was subsequently
_________driven to commit. But why won’t you accept it and just move
____________on? Still waiting for me to come back; too bad, I’m gone.
_________________The letter you gave me before we said ‘bye’. The phrase
______________________‘a great, great, great friend’ turned to a lie. My actions are
________________________ like dominoes, bringing others down with me.
____________________________Maybe I would’ve cried… but have I lost my sympathy?
___________________________________To redeem a lie, I have to make it true.
_______________________________________It could be like how it was, me and you.
__________________________________________But I can’t let that happen not
_____________________________________________even if I wanted to.
________________________________________________Because of what
___________________________________________________heartless thing I
________________________________________________________did to…
___________________________________________________________you.'
Without shape now you can easily see the the rhyme):
If this poem had a dedication, it would’ve been called Redemption.
But this dramatic monologue, I wrote it just to purge my emotion.
This one girl, I broke her heart not once but twice.
I won’t blame you if you say that I have a heart of ice.
But I have to disagree, because I seem to have lost my heart.
Incapable of ‘loving’ someone, incapable of this ‘art’.
But despite those two sins that I’ve committed, I fell for her thrice.
I guess I can’t let go of her forever, but I still ended up breaking her, ignoring her cries.
I told her that even though my heart has four chambers, there’s only one girl in it.
But things changed, and a sin, a lie, I was subsequently driven to commit.
But why won’t you accept it and just move on?
Still waiting for me to come back; too bad, I’m gone.
The letter you gave me before we said ‘bye’.
The phrase ‘a great, great, great friend’ turned to a lie.
My actions are like dominoes, bringing others down with me.
Maybe I would’ve cried… but have I lost my sympathy?
To redeem a lie, I have to make it true.
It could be like how it was, me and you.
But I can’t let that happen not even if I wanted to.
Because of what heartless thing I did to... you.
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