Haunted_Phonebooth

by Aussie   Jan 30, 2006


Crammed in a Phone booth
with people who fell in her trap
she continues to her 110% best
but instead more are crammed
with the rest

with a mother who thinks her doughtier,
isn't good enough
girls that fight over gossip
and on the Phone booth's red ceiling,
is destroyed thanksgiving cooking

it gets titer and titer
to the point, she can't breath no longer

once she answer the phone
all her problems are freely to roam

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  • 19 years ago

    by Therian

    Thanks for the comment =)
    This poem is great!
    The image it shows is a very emotional one- and is written well
    5/5
    Xx

  • 19 years ago

    by SaveMe?

    Great poem but a few typos:D
    lol anyways greatwrite keep it up :D
    5/5
    lovelove
    Alice
    xxxxxxxx
    &&thanks for the comment =]

  • 19 years ago

    by lonelynow

    I really really like this, it's deep and mysterious, though I don't completely understand it..

    lol

    keep writing, well done!

    lonelynow xoxoxox

  • 19 years ago

    by Cristian Teo Regalado

    Another sad poem but it was still good.5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    Interesting poem. At first I didn't get it, I had to read it over a few times. Maybe you could write an explaination a the bottom so others can get it better, nice job though.

    -Tainted Mikochan

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