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Chocolate Printable Version PRINTABLE VERSION
by Kim Possible, Jordan Mar 18, 2008
  Poetry

  

Chocolate was the last I've seen
Now I'm twenty, then, I was nineteen!
Even the sun has different rays
And my friends and I have parted ways

My favorite color, then, was GREEN!
Now it's blue; I'm not being mean
But we had different dreams on different days
Today we're gone and no memory stays

Morning smiles' beauty's fading away
Even our hairstyles; we're set astray!
The innocent laughter was then so sweet
And now it's nothing more than a boring greet

Remember? We went through hell that day
You all promised to be here all the way
But now I'm walking down an empty street
Wishing you girls were here, oh how sweet!

If we had such things as meet 'n' greet
My mind is thinking, that'd be a treat
But now, since you're setting me adrift
I got so many burdens I want to be lift’d

"Let's have a party!" Neat!
Think it'll be such a tweet!
But I have my business getting set
Yeah, you're right! I'm left!

After all of this, here's what I get
A torn picture and a broken bracelet
Pardon me, I'll set out again
Looking for comfort, simple 'n' plain

Smell of the early morning mist
Has turned into awful greedy scent
It's been too tough, I can't explain
So why don't you stop increasing the pain?

Chocolate 'n' roses are the last I've seen
Memories have been sweet as they may have been
Memories are fading away from the scene
Memories are gone... gone away with our teens

Chocolate…





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Kim Possible


My name is Nida'.
But I chose the title "Kim Possible" because i love this Disney character

An ordinary girl who can do extraordinary things... one of these things is... writing!

Things I write here allow me to express myself deeply, for I only write when I have a deep feeling about something.
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Esra | Apr 5th, 2008
Very nice and so true poem.. I felt these feelings after my 20 years old... Thanks for sharing yourfeelings..

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