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A Poem by Brandon

And then there are the little things that cut like a knife,

realizing you keep erasing me from your life.

Rip out a page

here

or

there,

delete me till your memory is bare.

A locked door with a thrown away key,

no place for contact no chance for repair,

through watery eyes i can somehow see,

I’m the only

one

who still cares.

© 2011 Brandon


Author's Note

Brandon
Let me know what you think and if there is anything you'd change.
Thanks,
Brandon

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amazing

Posted 14 Years Ago


incredible, it has an interesting lay out, just to start out, and it really lets you feel the invisible nature of memory, and other things.... aka a really long way of saying i loved it :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Nothing needs to change, I liked the added space it added more emotion to it. Wonderful write.
♥ Ta'Shandra

Posted 14 Years Ago


Even the spaces add to the meaning. Wonderfully felt and transmitted into writing. :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


I wouldnt change a thing, you get the point across beautifully. wonderful job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Kat
the way you set it up adds a lot to the piece. good job! (:

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like the message of absolute defraction from stirring grasp's the frailed edges of a page really do tell more of a story, well done, good read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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My names Brandon I've always been big into writing, my close friends are usually the only people that ever get to see it. They say it's good so I thought it was time I share some of it and see what ot.. more..