Played and Ashamed

by Sarah Ann   Apr 13, 2006


Dial her number on your phone
Pray to God that I don't know
Leave me there, am I clueless?
Keep your one expectation low

Tell me you're busy, once, twice
Three times, more than enough
I know your games so easily
And I look down in disgust

The jigsaw pieces fit together
Slowly, it's all coming into view
Perfection is merely an illusion,
and I'm ashamed I thought it's true

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  • 18 years ago

    by shannon

    Wow i really like this poem. very nice. 5/5

    thanks for sharing

  • 18 years ago

    by Sole

    Great poem - though it would be hard to understand if not for the title . . . other than that - very well written - and I'm sure a lot of people can relate.

    Peace. [Sole]

  • 18 years ago

    by master of shadow

    Brillaint peice. well written and composed holding attention well thoughout

    5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Rican Chemistry

    Great job, you did really good.

    ::MELI::

  • 18 years ago

    by Just Sierra

    AAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWW!!!!

    I REALLY hope this isn't true...dkafafjakla

    it's really sad...

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