[07] Serrated~
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tricia Killjoy ![]() Age: 28 Gender: Female Posts: 8 | And the horror tunnel whispering its terror Large stands at the coconut shy And people milling around with stuffed toys I’m pretty sure I’ve been here before Where the ‘Alice in Wonderland’ teacups spun Where the screams of terror echoed of tunnel walls My memories struggle to the surface Oh my, has it really been that long? In my mind’s eye I see two children One about thirteen, the other, a little older They were screaming in wild abandon I think that was us, I really do We were holding hands and singing Belting out lyrics to songs without a care We were getting glances thrown our way But what did we care for those clueless fools Today was our day what we did was our choice Singing, dancing, screaming, laughing We were crying, smiling and holding each other close Come up, come up now lovely lady, Let them guess your age That was the man at ‘What’s My Age’ Fifteen I shouted and you blushed in mock horror Many years now have come and gone past us Like a light breeze, not to be noticed If I could halt time, I'd be grateful But some things just weren't meant to be Throughout these years you’ve had me wondering Were we friends or could we have been more We could have been great friends you say But I wanted us to be more than that Would you have run away with me on the darkest September night? With the stars in the sky fast asleep and the town in dead rest The neighbor’s dog barking and the streetlamps shining The only witnesses to our freedom from insanity I would have begged you to stay that night, given anything for it But we were so different I just couldn't keep you My, my. So much has changed since I last visited. Sorry for the long hiatus. My grades couldn't afford to fall any lower. Looks like I've got a lot of catching up to do. And the poem sounds funny, I've gone kind of rusty. And sides, I have never written a poem that rhymes. This one was written for a friend whom I wish could have been more. A friend who let me down and made me cry. |
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