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16. Questioning

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DumplingMomo

Published: Aug 29, 2010

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I always thought
You'd give me the answers
That I need

But as I lay here
With tears
In these eyes

I'm questioning
What was real
And what was make-believe

I always thought
You'd give me that
Happily ever after feeling

But as I lay here
With tears
In these eyes

I'm questioning
What those feelings
Really meant to me

I always thought
You'd give hope
In what I believe

But as I lay here
With tears
In these eyes

I'm questioning
What that hope
Really would have felt like

I always thought
You'd give me the answers
That I need

But as I lay here
I'm questioning
With tears in these eyes

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I always thought we'd be like a fairytale and have a happy ending. But as I lay here with tears in these eyes, I'm questioning what you really meant to me.
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AzeeraTheNinja

Sep 19, 2010

I really like this ^^

The only things I'm going to say about this poem is COMPLETELY UP TO YOU since it has more to do with your style, so don't be offended, just a suggestion ^^

Well the first one, not so much style, but "make-believe" maybe shouldn't have a dash in the middle?

And the second one is the reference to Happily ever after. Maybe all the words in that phrase should have capitals to start them off or maybe quotation marks to make it into a quote? That's completely up to you.

So besides those suggestions, very nice poem ^^

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