Brittney Pennington

Rookie - 144 Points (19/12/1991 / Crourd 'd lane)

Headlights Of Death - Poem by Brittney Pennington

waiting for you, I set on the stump
wondering witch one is you
perhaps its the next the one

nope that one just kept going
I start to think of the past
you know the first time he ever said hi

I think about how much I miss him
his gentle touch and sweet kisses
anther one passes me by

I continue thinking of the past
I remember that day when I wore that white
dresses and he was in a black tux

I remember the promise we made and kept
Oh! how I’ve missed him these last years
I think I see you it has to be you

I can feel it but no I’m not ready
that’s when you stop beside my and
pull me in to the dark mucky cab

I cant see your face your hood covering it
but I can feel you coldness
we don’t speak on that long ride

I only think of the last time I saw him
lying in that bed his icy skin and his blank eyes
Oh! cant wait for this ride to be over

we stop in front of those steps
I look up and there he is
after all this time I get him back

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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