Her Love
Could the world really
Be so harsh as to leave me
Lying here without
The warmth of love I have so
Patiently awaited?
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Will I finally
Know what it is like to be
Held in his arms
Rather than stored in the back
Of his beautiful mind?
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I have decided,
The world could really be so
Harsh as to give me
What I've always wanted and
Then steal it back once again.
{ This is a form of poetry called a Japanese Tanka. It usually consists of three short poems, each containing five lines with a traditional pattern of 5, 7, 5, 7, 7 syllables. Go ahead and count 'em on your fingers, I know you want to.. }
{ P.S. I used the dash lines to mark the end of one tanka and the start of another. I would usually just leave a space but the editor was being... well, retarded :P }