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The vivid memories
Still haunt my dreams,
Still make me feel
That you’re watching me.
Your words like poison,
Running down my throat
Strangling
My every move and thought.
Life won’t wait,
And fate won’t leave.
This life is self-inflicted:
I had the chance to think it over.
— evie.haywood, Mar 10, 2010

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yenti

yenti

16 years 3 months ago

Evie, Evie

What a great contrast and a great poem here which shows that you are growing into verse, it was a shock to see the transition you made from a Signet to a Swan in poetic ways, well done young Lady and keep that learning up as I can see and feel a great writer in you., Yours With great respect, Ian.T
Seren

Seren

16 years 3 months ago

Dear Evie

I echo Ian ... well done young lady you are starting to spread your wings ... wonderfully love and hugs Jayne-Chloe
xena465

xena465

16 years 2 months ago

I agree with all of the

I agree with all of the above. You have grown Evie. Your change of heart is very touching. Rosina xena465