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by Shenekia   Jul 30, 2006


Being unlovable was
the game.
Staying unfaithful drove
them insane.
Dreaming the unthinkable
was just as plain.

Being unlovable brought
all the pain.
Staying unfaithful crept
slowly out their veins.
Dreaming the unthinkable
dissolved in the rain.

Being unlovable was
not about the heart.
Staying unfaithful died
like a flower.
Dreaming the unthinkable
settled without fear.

Being unlovable
was to stay unloved.
Staying unfaithful was
to never love.
Dreaming the unthinkable
was to not dream at all.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Shenekia

    Thanx

  • 19 years ago

    by kayla

    Awwwe, i love this poem, its really good.

  • 19 years ago

    by SilenceBreaksTheHeart

    This was such a beautifully sad poem. I loved it. It was well written, had a good flow, and I liked your choice of words. This was really a unigue write.
    Great job, check out some of mine sometime.
    5/5
    Breanna

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