I've Tried To Write You Ten Thousand Times Before

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I can tell you you're beautiful: your eyes, your smile
The way your hair barely touches the back of your neck.
But you'd never believe me from all the lies I've left you with,
The lovers I promised were friends, and songs really about him.

I've hurt you with the dreams I've locked inside my head
of marriage and trust, you were the one love I really had.
And when we were happy, we were perfect, we lived without regret
In the morning all relaxed, watching you as you slept.

But now you're gone, I swear to god, it's all my fault.
I was stupid, you meant everything, but still I couldn't answer when you called.
So here I lay drenched in tears, a product of my actions
While you bleed on the floor of your apartment and I can't help but wonder...

Why would I be so self-destructive as to ruin both our lives?




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Hey, IveGotMyWords.

I REALLY like your writing style. This poem was really well written, and I could really feel the emotion of it. I loved this piece and can't wait to read more from you! You really have some talent.

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Hello there
This was an interesting piece :) I was actually worried when I started reading because I thought it was just one of those 'love poems', but it surprised me a lot. There was a lot of deep emotion pouring out of it.

So here I lay drenched in tears, a product of my actions

This was my favourite line.
Good job.
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Hello Words!
Okay, overall, this was a wonderful poem. In fact, there was only one thing, one line, that I was really confused about, which sort of ruined the poem for me because I couldn’t stop wondering about this line:

The lovers I promised were friends, and songs really about him.


I don’t know, but I don’t understand this line.


Otherwise, you had a great story here. And that’s what poetry is: storytelling.
I would just recommend thinking about that line up there. Maybe I missed something. I’m not sure. But that line just got to me. *head/desk*

Keep writing!

~lilymoore
Never forget who you are, for surely the world will not. Make it your strength. Then it can never be your weakness. Armor yourself in it, and it will never be used to hurt you.




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Yeah, thanks LilyMoore!

This was kind of just a quick outpouring of emotion and I sometimes fail to realize when I do that I don't explain who I am or what I do.

Basically here's the story behind it:
I cheated and wrote songs about other people and lied about for whom they really were.

Thank you for the critique!
And thanks everyone else.



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