She's gone

by scfdx

Published September 10, 2011

Every day I see her
Walkin'
Across the road
And I think
That she is so pretty

I just want to say hello
And then, she's gone

Wherever I go
I see her
Whenever it is
I hear her voice
Calling me
And then, she's gone

Never mind I like her
I still try to find her
It makes me wonder
Where'd she have gone to?

Memories of her
Is fading away
Inside my head
For how long I haven't
Seen her face?
I seek for memories of us, together
But everywhere- she's gone

Wherever I go
I see her
Whenever it is
I hear her voice
Without doubt
She's calling me
To come back

I hear her voice
Calling me
Without doubt
I turn back
To see her
What've I gone through for that?

Wherever I go
I see her
Whenever it is
I hear her voice
Calling me
And then, she's gone
She's gone
She's gone

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tgirly
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tgirly wrote a review Review · Sep 23, 2011

I like your theme and the story behind the poem. Fix up your grammar mistakes and it'll be even better. It's an awesome poem, but could use a little less awkwardness, which comes from the grammar mistakes. I love the voice in the poem, kind of eery and melancholy. I like it a lot. Great poem!
-tgirly

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alliyah1234
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alliyah1234 wrote a review Review · Sep 12, 2011

I really like your style of writing, short and dynamic :D
I've always wanted to write a piece for a band, but I myself am not musically inclined :L
Check out my blog if you have time ? I'd love to read more of your work

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angela98 Comment
angela98 commented Comment · Sep 11, 2011

Wow this is really good, I love it :)

Joanne Adylse Lynne wrote a review Review · Sep 11, 2011

Thanks to your poem, I now have a clearer idea of what a guy feels when he pursues/ attempts to capture the attention of a girl who doesn't really want to look at him. ;)

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RKORyder commented Comment · Sep 11, 2011

This is amazing. They words have so much meaning. Great job. :)



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