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Attention Seeking Game

Poem By: Methelusa
Poetry


I'm trying to sum up how you may be the outcast at a party or function. I realise the imagery is flawed, but hey, that never stopped me trying before! View table of contents...

 

Submitted: Apr 3, 2007    Reads: 46    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   


I fix my hair, and brush my teeth.

Do my make-up, drink my tea.

Leave the house, it's party time,

Attention seeker, until you're mine.

Drink some more, cry a bit.

Think about an easy way

To twist your words for my own gain.

Attention seeker, on the line.

And I am fallen, you didn't fall.

I am fallen. I tried it all.

And I am fallen, we didn't talk.

I am fallen, it didn't work.

I head back home, begin to write.

The tragic diary of my night.

Yes I am glad that I came to play,

My little attention seeking game.


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Comments:

Ah! I can see you now, the ladies man!
Flawed imagery? Works perfectly!

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou, sweetness and light!

Haha! met lots of these people out! In fact prob been one myself once or twice! Like it1

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Yeah, I've been one, that's where the inspiration is from! Thankyou.

Great stuff...in all your pieces, you seem to have a nice flow and that makes for great music as well!

Posted: Apr 3, 2007

Author Comment:

Thankyou, yes again this started life as a song! Thanks for your continued support, always a pleasure.



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