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Missy.....awesome awesome awesome!!!

Nominated.

Sometimes you realize that time has been ghastly frozen in a relationship. You can't move on to a more meaningful state because the same shallow words lead to predictable banalities. At some point it strikes you that this person doesn't even see you - they're just going through the motions that keep them safely encapsulated. You then realize you have been going along with it & find yourself horrified and scared. Horrified because you have spent so much of yourself on idiocy; scared because you realize it had become comfortable. You have to do something real. Something sharp. Something severe.

Bookmarks... you devil! that was original...
loved that word play!!!

Meme, I wish you would have been near me, I would have gifted you whatever you wanted... This poem is a new version of the writes you wrote for this guy(imaginary or real dont know) and again u won my heart with this piece... This is indeed original and speaks so volumes of your sadness and lost love...

In every winter you pass by
to interrupt the silence of my
libraries, you come again to
borrow that same chapter
from that old book.

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What a beginning and a superb metaphor... How the guy always interrupt your life when you think you have moved on to again sow the seed of rusted love. This is fab!!

You were never a reader; not
a single book you held you were
able to understand. The nested
words along each page were only
a string of letters to you, they
never felt alive against your
fingertips.

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Beauty... this is again a beautiful metaphor... How a person whom you love or may be cared for as a friend just enters your life and makes you feel he cares but reality is he doesnt feel for you or even care about you and doesnt understand your state of mind... this is wonderful!

- A predictability!
Halfway through the journey and
you stop, letting the pages collect
the dust of yesterdays. Leaving
the ending of that same chapter
to the unknown. Not even the idea
of bookmarking your last stop in
between the inky lines.

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So true.. After being there for a while, he justs leaves you and dont even care to end it in a way... Reckless people!

Chapters and chapters are
turned and you return to search
for the folded page you never
left. But in this library you are
no longer welcomed, and after
this winter this book will never
be borrowed again!

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And he is back again to repeat the same phase but to end this finally from our end is a better option to stop this pain and the part of he returned to the page he never bookmarked is funny... How ill is he that he is coming to a place he never remembered...

Love you meme for your beauty in this poem. . And amazing...Nominating(:

Meme,this is just so wonderful...this is the first poem i read from you n this piece right away stirred my heart...
Meme,the worst feeling is when that someone comes to you,when you are determined to move on..appears in front of you when you least expect n thrust your heart again n again.
This is really a powerful piece. *_*

Gud one, meme.

Thanks guys :)

You know... I've been writing a poem for like a month now about books... and I can never find the right words to express what I want to say...and here you go, nailing it... I'm so jealous. lol

I want to leave a better comment..... but it's just too wonderful to express, I'd end up just blabbing.. like I am now.

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"I enjoyed this poem and found it to be an incredibly powerful and emotional write.

The metaphors the author uses throughout are both original and superbly described, allowing the reader to really feel and visualise the author's words and emotions that seep through each word.

I interpretated this as lost love, and that the first stanza was describing a past love (or perhaps a present stale one) re-entering the authors life, once again interrupting them with no conscience on how this action would affect them.

I was particularly fond of the second stanza, to me, this says that the person whom is being written about is someone that goes through the motions of a relationship without actually committing to it or becoming personally involved, so to speak.

The following two verses had me tearing up slightly, not only am I sure far too many people can relate the author manages to portray the anger, bitterness and resentment that these type of actions can cause, particularly with the mentioning of "Halfway through the journey and
you stop"- It's always heartbreaking when someone we love either gives up and moves on and away, or when we realize that they never really cared to begin.

I'm impressed at the metaphors used throughout this entire piece, as previously stated I thought them to be original and incredibly unique.

Wonderful work"

:)