memories unfolding
like origami elephants
that never forget
the way it feels to burn
my paper cut heart
is crumpled
like love letter drafts
filed in circular cabinets
why do I bother writing
when all I pen are movie scripts
romantic comedies
that will never see the silver screen
the aspiring author's curse
gasping for words
to glue myself together
and cure lead poisoned love














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but because i adore this stanza...
memories unfolding
like origami elephants
that never forget
the way it feels to burn
it caught me and carried me to the end.
short but incredibly good.
well done Lars.
you know how i feel about this one
Nice work as always.
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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gasping for words
to glue myself together
and cure lead poisoned love
I never never never knew you wrote. My bad. :/ But Hun. wow..
It had so much emotion to it, yet it wasnt over the top making me wanna get sick.
You described everything so well, its like a silent movie but I could hear words.
You need to write more definately.
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my myspace!
` you can leave me on the corner where you found me,
i'm not for sale anymore.
I could write heaps and heaps of praise for this but the poem speaks for itself.
+fav
i love the third stanza about the silver screen.
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Stile's going after Hulk in 1A!
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