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Alexia Korth Poem
I hold on but this is enough, yes you got it right. I'll never forget what you said to
me,on that one starry night. We were in computers, and my camera was out right
there, the guy who was a clown looked at me and stared. He said you two get
together, pointing to my love and me. I'll snap a shot and then he counted one,
two, and three. We smiled it was over, but I knew it wasn't right. The clown went
over and said dance with her for tonight. He said "Yeah sure." And i thought to
myself and said, yeah I might of pulled it, that one tiny thread. I said " No way he
said that." The clown said " Yes he did." And I said " What I heard is true, no not a
fib." So I went home, got ready, made sure I looked just right. I stepped onto the
dance floor, and said "Yes, this is tonight." We looked at each other, and there
was that spark, in his bright and beautiful eye, i felt like i was flying way up in to
the sky. "Nothing could go wrong," I said, and was sure right to the T. But then
everyone started dancing, everyone but me. I said " Ok, everyone needs to warm
up." But the hours crawled by like years, and soon I shed not one, but many tiny
tears. The night was over, it was done. For then I knew,I couldn't be that one. I
went home and cried, but I thought what will it do, but there I lied in sadness and
tears. For it was all i knew, and then he texted me and said, "What's up," and my
reply was " Not much you?" Didn't talk after that, and I thought "Yes, it was never
true." I cried myself to sleep that night, and here I am today, thinking what all I
should say. I hope you hear me crying, I hope one night you'll see, what all you
said that night, and what you did to me.
Copyright © Alexia Korth | Year Posted 2008
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