Teen Poetry #9 |
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BrownBear New Member
since 2011-10-06
Posts 6Humble, TX |
I see those hints in her eyes Whippping love at high costs of being hurt No armor, charging in Should I catch her? Or let her go crashing into my walls, Leaving blood stains I would never see, Fractures that she'd never complain about, Stay where she was before she ever met me, out of displacement? I wouldn't know, Shes a glossy little pen plated in gold with cheap ink, Deciving with letters, But her writing is pretty, and very defined Should I write her back? Or let her words be sun bitten, old and faded Lonely letters stacked in groups, with one sender, And a sudden stop of botherment, out of a brokenheart? I wouldnt know, I've never felt that way. (Bored in class. Be harsh, be nice, dont really care as long as you have fun :P) |
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