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All The Things I Knew

September 10, 2012
By MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
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Isn't it ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.


I knew they couldn't stop you.
I knew this was the day God or whatever deity would call you home.
I knew when I looked into your calm green eyes,
you were ready.
I knew when we got word,
that you had collapsed,
That was the last time.

I knew when you when you told me,
"Your my granddaughter,
you always will be,"
That sounded an awful lot like goodbye.
I knew when I said "See you later,"
and you didn't answer,
that was your sign to me.

I knew when Linda came in crying,
that you weren't going to be with us much longer.

I was right,
But I wish I was wrong,
because I miss you.
And I didn't want you to go.


The author's comments:
This poem is completely true. I lost someone very dear to me September 9, 2012. And This is what happened.

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on Sep. 24 2012 at 9:48 am
MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
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Isn't it ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.

Thank you so much. He meant a lot to me.

on Sep. 21 2012 at 3:56 pm
CelebrateDifferences, Long Island, New York
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&ldquo;Gods of Olympus.&rdquo; Piper stared at Leo. &ldquo;What happened to you?&rdquo;<br /> His hair was greased back. He had welding goggles on his forehead, a lipstick mark on his cheek, tattoos all over his arms, and a T-shirt that read HOT STUFF, BAD BOY, and TEAM LEO.<br /> &ldquo;Long story,&rdquo; he said.&rdquo;

Its extreemyl tragic wen u lose some1 close to u and u r an extremely brave person for putting a well written poem about it.