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A Poem of Remorse
by Andrea Jeanette DiGiantomasso (Age: 22)
copyright 01-27-2003


Age Rating: 16 to 127

 
I look at you and tremble
I see you and I weep
I reach out a loving hand
For you to hold and keep

Instead you just ignore me
Can't you see I'm here?
Whatever happened to the days
Of sweet nothings in my ear?

Why can't you come see me?
Why not say hello?
Can't you even bother to see
All the love I show?

Still you just ignore me
Your kisses are not mine
So I'll save my poetry
Until a later time.

Until the day you come to me
Until the day I hold
Until the day you sing with me
Until you and I grow old.


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09-20-2004 SamiJo Mcquiston    

How sad, I hate it when love doesn't quite work out.
That was very good, and it flowed wonderfully.
Good job, and it rhymes, which I love.
01-28-2003 Bob Church    

Boys are like buses, Andrea. They come and they go, and they seldom stay on schedule. The one thing you can count on is that there'll always be another one along soon. Keep your options open... who knows, the next one may be a limo.

Nice work.
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