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Parasite Love
by Leah G. (Age: 15)
copyright 10-12-2007


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
And I try to be serious for once,
But you laugh, despite my efforts.
You never realize that this means something,
That it’s important to me,
But you shrug it off, as if I meant nothing.
And you laugh that terrible laugh.
I’ve heard you use it too many times before.
I’m through with you forever,
Your “fun” was enough while it lasted.
But I have waken up from those midnight dreams,
And I see you for who you really are,
Which I never want to love again.

It’s not like I’m ever going to forgive you.
It’s not like I’ll forget like other hurtful times.
I am going to rid myself of this infection you gave me.
Love spreads, highly contagious,
But when you get your vaccination,
You forget all the memories that you looked on with joy.
And your view turns to regrets of all that you ever did,
Even on what you longed to do again.
We’re all hypocrites, but too cowardly to admit it.
Just admit that you were wrong,
And maybe I’ll consider not hating you,
For as long as I live.

I’m not going anywhere with you, I’m staying here,
Never to say the words you long to hear.
So long, you demon, who was my friend;
Let’s see if I learn to love again.
People say that love is patient, love is kind.
Truly, reality’s love is clearly blind.
I’m done risking my heart for what I could be.
I won’t follow your shadow; it’s time to be me.
I’m done with the darkness, confusion, and hate;
I’ll grow to be what people appreciate.
I don’t really care if I leave you behind;
You were only a parasite, infecting my mind.




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Author's Note: So I've always wanted to write a free verse poem,
but I can never seem to write one. This time I tried really hard,
but gave up and ended it rhyming after 2/3 of the way done. Well,
it was my closest attempt anyway. Hope you like it!
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10-15-2007 Frank Fields    

Free verse or rhymed the tale you tell is like all of the things that have been said by people who were supposed to have been in love forever. It's a little bit different, and for that alone, is pleasurable. I prefer your rhyming presentations over the free verse, but that's me and probably because you are more familiar with rhymed verse. The other will flow just as easily. Sounds like you touched on a few things that we've all felt. When that happens, your writing becomes subject to random dissection. LOL Just kidding. Had to counter Leigh's apple pie recipes with something. Now that we've been totally unhelpful and maybe only peripherally complimentary what to say? Hungering for blood, here, I guess. Just like a parasitic love. and as Leigh said, "...onward!"
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10-12-2007 Leigh G.    

Vaguely reminds me of a poem I wrote out of pure and simple boredom with nothing to do with my own experience at some point this summer...errr, last summer. *cringe* Only difference, mine really sucked. XD

Hhhheeeeyyyy, free-verse! Welcome to the wonderful world of free-verse. I wrote a few good rhyming poems, but then I ran out of rhymes........I'm still trying to rhyme, but I'm not meant to do it. Anyway, I liked this piece! The comparison to a parasite was very crafty. I like the idea of it because in many situations, that's exactly what it is. Especially when it starts sucking the life out of you.

Random..........I'm on Cooks.com looking for apple pie receipts and I found a cake with a...interesting title. "Better Than Sex Cake", and people say MY mind spends a lotta time in the gutter. Errr...onward!

This was one of your original pieces so I enjoyed it. Keep it comin'!


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