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We Met In the Summer

I still remember and I will never forget you, now hear we are together again, the worst mistake and you know it too I never forgot you. We met in the Summer I still remember you I will never forget Here we are together again the worst mistake You know it too I'll never forget you We met in the Summer With the bees buzzing And the trees rustling I ran so far away- From my future to be the queen That was soon meant to be seen I ran I ripped my dress My hair in distress I tripped I fell hard My legs started to swell I cried - I cried I just died You found me broken Picked me up With bruises, scratches - Tears on my skin, You took me to your kin They healed They dealt I awoke You and I Under your favorite Oak We danced in the sun --- It was love You helped me fly like a dove We touched we sparked We left a mark; V.C and MSS Then we both left The Summer, we met We fell in love As the leaves become brown They came and took me away We fell apart, I could not stay Sad and lonely I was banned from seeing you I knew I was sad and lonely The knight in my shining armor - Now gone! I was happy once again Years past us We met once more I couldn’t stand to see your face I ran as you chased me I was only 23 Yelling my name I recall our little game Just The Same You ran at me I want life to be How it’s meant to be Listen to my words I was once young I wanted to be free You said this wasn’t me I left you there I ran - I ran I couldn’t stand your face I cried - I cried I just died Again…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/18/2016 12:26:00 PM
that's deep and in some form sad... enjoyed. LINDA
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Date: 11/11/2015 9:11:00 PM
Hi Valkryie, sadly expressed. However, I enjoyed the deep emotions on this free verse poem (<--- form)... I'm sending soup mail. Tell me what you think. SKAT
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