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So much money spent,
By the end of the day,
I didn’t have one cent,

Got all dressed up,
I looked so nice,
There was no doubt,
That it all had a price,

So self-conscious,
Scared to dance,
But I knew,
That I had once chance,

I set my sights,
For that one guy,
But I knew,
I’d just have to try,

He danced with many girls,
I felt I didn’t have a chance,
But I knew I was going to regret it,
If I didn’t have a least one dance,

A slow song started,
I went to him with haste,
And to my surprise he smiled,
And put his arms around my waist,

We were so close,
His breath on my skin,
His arms tight around my waist,
Our bodies closing in,

It felt so wonderful,
I couldn’t take the smile off my face,
When the song ended,
He gave me the most amazing embrace,

I felt so special to him,
I didn’t want the song to end,
But when it did I hid my feelings,
I had to pretend,

He makes many girls like him,
Whether he knows it or not,
But he’s not allowed to date,
If he tries he’ll get caught,

He flirts with many girls,
Because he can’t have only one,
All he wants to do,
Is just have some fun,

I’m nothing special to him,
It’s sad to say,
But he’s special to me,
And I’ll just have to pray,

Maybe he really does like me,
But he cannot date,
Maybe he hides his feelings too,
And will just have to wait,

I don’t know what the future will bring,
It’s something no one can fix,
But the greatest moment in my life,
Was the last song of Prom 2006.
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The Last Song of Prom 2006

Contributed by niccy on Sunday, 30th April 2006 @ 07:32:39 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

To look so beautiful,
So much money spent,
By the end of the day,
I didn’t have one cent,

Got all dressed up,
I looked so nice,
There was no doubt,
That it all had a price,

So self-conscious,
Scared to dance,
But I knew,
That I had once chance,

I set my sights,
For that one guy,
But I knew,
I’d just have to try,

He danced with many girls,
I felt I didn’t have a chance,
But I knew I was going to regret it,
If I didn’t have a least one dance,

A slow song started,
I went to him with haste,
And to my surprise he smiled,
And put his arms around my waist,

We were so close,
His breath on my skin,
His arms tight around my waist,
Our bodies closing in,

It felt so wonderful,
I couldn’t take the smile off my face,
When the song ended,
He gave me the most amazing embrace,

I felt so special to him,
I didn’t want the song to end,
But when it did I hid my feelings,
I had to pretend,

He makes many girls like him,
Whether he knows it or not,
But he’s not allowed to date,
If he tries he’ll get caught,

He flirts with many girls,
Because he can’t have only one,
All he wants to do,
Is just have some fun,

I’m nothing special to him,
It’s sad to say,
But he’s special to me,
And I’ll just have to pray,

Maybe he really does like me,
But he cannot date,
Maybe he hides his feelings too,
And will just have to wait,

I don’t know what the future will bring,
It’s something no one can fix,
But the greatest moment in my life,
Was the last song of Prom 2006.

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Re: The Last Song of Prom 2006 (User Rating: 1 )
by sararose1950 on Sunday, 30th April 2006 @ 08:12:43 PM AEST
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very well written!! good luck with that young man- we all (even us old crones) have had these feelings. *smiles* thank you for sharing
Peace and Light

Re: The Last Song of Prom 2006 (User Rating: 1 )
by ButchHoward on Monday, 1st May 2006 @ 08:01:49 AM AEST
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This is a lovely snapshot of what goes through the mind of a young lady (or boy) who is testing the waters of relationships, yearning for acceptance and love. It is a beautiful time of life, full of wonder, joy and heartache. It reminds me of my 12 year old son, who has recently become aware of his own yearnings, still undefined. Good write!
Butch

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