We sat on floors and counted tiles
We wished that things would change
We played songs that seemed to fit
And told each other wed take the blame
I always wished the best for you
You smiled with only your eyes
In hopes to drop a hint or two
Those things would never stay the same
Words flooded empty hallways
Chilling to the bone
They ricocheted off broken dreams
Which went along with broken homes
I told you I loved you always
You always seemed to care
We spent days weaving lies
Never knowing what to say
These days I see you there
Standing with your friends
Maybe a smile or nod is given
What did I expect?















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I like this. The first three-quarters is really good up until "I told you I always loved you" part. Seems like you were thinking about how to end the poem at this point.
Words flooded empty hallways
Chilling to the bone
Ricocheted off broken dreams
Which went along with broken homes
Extra "the" in there slows up the rhythm.
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baby, seasons change, people dont
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baby, seasons change, people dont
Lots of subjects to write about. Good good!
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