Who was I ?

Who was I ?

A Poem by yellow brick road

Who was I before we met? One half of something, to be determined yet. The nervousness of something new, intrigue and pleasure: getting to know you. Turned to wild fantasies, dreaming, of what might be.

© 2010 yellow brick road


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Simple, yet bretty. It reminds me of of a new relationship, all the thoughts buzzing in your head when you meet someone new. What bothered me was that you didn't seperate the stranzas (Were there supposed to be stanzas?), like this:

"Who was I before we met?

One half of something, to be determined yet."

Perhaps you could change that.

Posted 15 Years Ago



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