Record Of A Broken Sonnet

Rating: 2.3
Screwed up like a piece of paper
Crumpled on the floor
Nice to meet you see you later
You’re not needed anymore

Take a look inside yourself
And spit on what you saw
Retreat into some private hell
Where you’re not needed anymore

Beaten down and beaten up
Everything is sore
Out of time and out of luck
And you’re not needed anymore

You’re not needed anymore.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Ruth Walters 01 November 2009
The rhythm, flow and rhyme are spot on in this little poem / song, well could be a song... Better to be a crumpled up piece of paper than to cling to someone who doesn't want you, sweet. There are so many who will want you, really, so just takes time to find the right one. Ruthie; o)
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Rachel Ellard 17 October 2009
i like this alot. fixated on one thought that can cause such immense pain.
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Sans Serif 05 October 2009
Nice. Tell a person the way you see it. Honesty is a good trait.
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