KRISTEN's Sad Title Contest.

I have one with the title Crash & Burn ^_^ Lol but I will write a new one, uhhh We Might As Well Be Strangers please.

Heartchuu.

Can I reserve Crash and Burn please

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Can I reserve.. my worst fear? thanks!!!

All the good titles are taken! [Pouts.]
Awe, I'll do your next contest, Kristen. =]

xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

All the good titles are taken! [Pouts.]
Awe, I'll do your next contest, Kristen. =]

xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

I need you thanks.

My Worst Fear

The way you hold me close
The way you speak in my ear
Everynight I get a love dose
But this is my worst fear

The way we connect
Just you and I
No regrets
Let us shine

The way your eyes glisten
The way you tell me to listen
To your heartbeat
So deep it repeats

This is my worst fear
You shut the door behind me
You let me be
Your eyes
They don't shine

The passion
That you had for me
Begins to fade
The promises you made

Is put aside
The way we connect
Just you and I
Is my regret

This my worst fear
The picture of you begins to fade
Our love
Will never be remade

This is my worst fear
Only you could whisper in my ear
Only you could tell me to listen
To you heart beat

Your love for me is gone
Just like the glisten in your eyes
Your love for me that I have longed
Just no one and I

This is my worst fear
Never again will I hear
you say
I love you
This is my worst fear
Never again
Will I hear
Your heartbeat
Or feel your body heat
Against mine
Just no one and I
My worst fear

.. hope you guys like this..

I need you
By Sarah Elliott

I need you
To wipe away my tears
To hold me in your arms
To get rid of my fears

I need you
To tell me everything will be ok
That everything will work out fine
To help me live another day

I need you
To catch me when I fall
To pick me up when I am down
To help me understand it all

I need you
To be in my life
For always and forever
For me to be your wife

I need you
But you don't need me
Nor did you ever
You're happy now, I see.

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Hope thats sad enough, if not tell me. And I will try another one.

Will reserve Deep, please.

Poem is forthcoming.

Jeannie

Deep
By: Twisted Heart

Deep lies the hurt of nonexistence
Of dreams that died in vain
From chalice of the bitter wine
We drink to ease the pain.

Inside the mind, are hidden truths
That we may one day face
But with the bitterness of life
We sadly fall from grace.

Among the stars that glow above
Comes distant to the mind
A thought that perished with the sun
And left the joy behind.

Now deep within the darkness
Is a soul that drifts away
Among the pain of broken hearts
It lies in love's decay.

No longer does it shine with hope
No faith can find it there
Lost among the shattered dreams
It festers in despair.

So come the deep in shadows cast
Take heed the dying light
Tempt fate to hold you with regret
And comfort you tonight.

What exactly is the prize for this contest?

Cool !!!

We Might As Well Be Strangers.

There sits a man, alone and so afraid
Watching memories of his life fade,
And beside him there sits a ratty bag,
His old clothes and a cigarettes last drag -
I'll walk by late at night every now and then,
Just to see his reassuring face once again,
Asleep on the bench, shivering from the cold,
A tear falls down as I remember the story he told.
'My baby, when you grow up to be a woman,
There will be no more falling and scraping your shin,
All dressed up in big girls clothes; they'll say,
'There she goes - she's the one to look out for today!''
Your sweet embrace holding me close to you,
As I wiped the tears from your eyes so blue,
The day I fell off my bike flashing before my eyes,
A movie in my head, scripted by all your lies.
And looking down at you tonight, beside this garbage bin,
I let the tears roll down off of my quivering chin,
But when I lay down this note for you, sealed with a good-bye,
I want you to read it and then you will see why,
I can not acknowledge you with a title you do not deserve,
You walked out on us and now we might as well be strangers,
So for the last time, I will hold your hand in mine,
Shrug my shoulders and leave Daddy's little girl behind.

-Jenna Elphick
April 13, 2007

Sorry sorry. . . doing it now lol

Thnx for bearing with me

Sorry sorry. . . Again. . . Gunna have to drop out. . .Things are kinda hectic here and i have writers block. . . sorry again

I have an older one, but it's in the dark genre...I'll post it and tell me if it's not sad enough and I'll edit this and take it out.

Crash And Burn.

Angel's stood within the fog with secured hands,
Scornfully chanting a tragic lullaby,
Watching her body rust amongst the silver sands.

Decaying stars fell down from the raven sky,
Searing the burning Angel's wretched wings - -
Scornfully chanting a tragic lullaby.

Her scarlet tears plucked at the rotting harp strings,
As the moon faded to ashes; falling from the burning sky,
Searing the burning Angel's wretched wings.

Her shattered heart let out a sorrowful cry,
With tainted nails dragging along the shore line,
As the moon faded to ashes; falling from the burning sky.

Maniacal laughs cracked up and down her broken spine,
Echoing from the Angel's crimson mouths - -
With tainted nails dragging along the shore line.

She drifted away as Ivory Angel's sang her to sleep - -
Watching her body rust amongst the silver sands;
Angel's stood within the fog with secured hands - -
Praying to God; her tattered soul to keep.

© Jenna Elphick
October 17, 2006.

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A Terzanelle is a 19 line poem consisting of five interlocking triplets plus a concluding quatrain in which the first and third lines of the triplet appear as refrains. The middle line of each triplet is a repetent reappearing as the last line of the succeeding triplet with the exception of the next-to-last stanza which appears in the quatrain.

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