Poem

Poem

If I die tomorrow
go and tell how much I loved you to the birds and bees.
Tell it to the wind climbing up the trees.
Look up and tell the sky,
tell it to the moon, the stars and everything up high.
But whatever you do don't tell a single person,
they won't believe it's true.
They won't believe that anyone can love someone,
as much as I love you.

What is your opinions on this poem?

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:camp:

oops pic was a big large!

It's the kind of bollocks that usually preceeds 'Send this to all of your friends to let them know how much you love them, including the person who sent it to you. If you send it to 10 people in 10 minutes you will have a lovely life, meet a nice partner and win the lottery. If you send it to 100 people in 4 seconds Bill Gates will fund rescue missions to third world countries and go to Mozambique on his private jet to personally breast feed malnourished babies. If you don't send it to anyone you will have bad sex for 7 years and your knob/vulva will fall off.'

quality

It sounds like one of those cheesy messages from those dodgy cards you get off some members of the family.

Taking literary advice off this board is a really bad idea!

I dont think that would happen as its on the inside.

you may be thinking of the clit.

I know its all the same to you lads like

Oh well!
I wrote it the other day, but think it sounds a bit like a cheesy hallmark card.
It made the person who it's for cry though, so I suppose atleast I got a message across to her. lol

Inside bits can fall out too. I wouldn't be so cocky just in case.

PS- i know what a vulva is, it just sounds funnier than clit

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It's not a bad effort, not a bad effort at all.

I quite like it...U got anymore?

I used to write poems but my dad through them out with all my other shit when I went to uni...Nice one dad

Didn't realise you wrote it

Good effort

Write lyrics sometimes but normaly like trippy random shit.
Have another poem, but it's just as shit:

My head contradicts my heart

I fancy you, but you’re a dick.
I want you, though you make me sick.

You’re mean to me and make me sad,
But still I long for you like mad.

You fill me with passion and desire,
It makes me feel like I’m on fire.

But I know the pain you’d put me through,
If I would go out with you.

So I tell you now, just go away!
But secretly I hope you’ll stay

You said it was shit before, no need to change your mind! lol
Appreciate honesty better!

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Nice effort hun!! Do you write much stuff?

That blatantly belongs to a right slag!

Oh god, I never forward those emails! Should I be worried?

Perhaps I should invest in some kind of safety underwear, just in case.

Errrm, no i didnt

I said it was :camp: meaning it was soppy not that it was shit