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Under the Lamppost

November 10, 2013
By JulesC GOLD, Orlando, Florida
JulesC GOLD, Orlando, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"It was cliché, he knew, but he meant it classic." ~S.E. Hinton (Some of Tim's Stories)


I met you under the lamppost.
Desperately, I begged you to stay.
Lonely, I was so lonely.
No- you said. You could not stay.
Vandalizing the fountain, you carved our initials on the stone.
Carefully, otherwise I would cry, I told you to do what was right.
Faster and faster you walked, until you were sprinting out of the park- but I could still hear you sob.
The tears streaming down my face were icy.
Hanging my head, I stumbled out of the park.
Unlikely though it was, I wished you could stay.
Another time would have been better to have met you.

The author's comments:
I tried different ways of trying to inspire myself to write something, so I randomly tapped some letters and tried to start each sentence with that letter. It was sort of fun trying to think up what I'd say next

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