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Too Late
It's funny how the tables turn,
and that the world is one big burn.
But the only thing I want to burn is you,
your such an @$$ but we already knew.
You hurt me so much and you made me cry,
now I'm praying for you to die.
My wish was granted, now I'm glad,
because now the world isn't so bad.
So now it's your funeral and no-ones there,
I'm off having fun; why should I care?
No pig faced jerk to ruin my day,
no mean jack@$$ to get in my way.
I'll just keep living my life without you here,
in my world of peace; not of fear.
You lured me in; like a magnet to steel,
you didn't even care how I would feel.
I was used and uncomfortable but you were good,
I used to trust the way I should.
But now it's all over, now it's too late,
and every inch of me is filled with hate.
This world without you makes me smile,
cuz I won't be seeing your face for awhile.
Perfect World.
Then I look up and see you looking at me,
but I can always dream, don't you agree?
Poetry © by Britany Drews
Poem Submitted by Britany Drews (13), Canada
It's Not You
Call up your friends and say let's get together,
3 girls and a guy in this icy weather.
Walking across the bridge,
hopping beside the ridge,
you slip on the ice and who can catch you but him.
Who's this guy I'm in the arms of?
Who's this guy who caught me?
Is it love, is it lust, is it mean to be?
All I know is that it isn't you.
He helps me up and extends his hand,
his gloves are rough just like sand,
we go into a tunnel him and me go in first,
it's then i heard those words.
"Will you make out with me"
No, I'm not ready
i thought, but i couldn't get the words out.
Who's this guy who's lips are closer?
Who's this guy feelin me?
Is it love is it love is it meant to be?
All I know is that it's not you,
and I know you aren't him.
He's just interested in my body,
i know your into what's within,
I love you more than him forever
I just cannot win.
But, who's this guy I'm runnin way from?
Who's this guy chasing me?
It's not love, it's not lust, it's not meant to be because
he isn't you
because
he isn't you.
Poetry © by Britany Drews
Poem Submitted by Britany Drews (13), Canada
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