Tempting music
floats on the air...
Not another love song
Or another book to read...
Cockle shells in the morning's glory
wither away to forget-me-nots...
As i look into your eyes
i see the pain he caused...
She fought against everyone hard
Even went wild against the vicious world...
Lilies bloom over the shards of mutilated...
embedding stinging roots into its pedestal of ice...
Lonely heart
I'm crying my eyes out...
Tears pooling...pooling in those aqua coloured...
And it's ironic...so ironic that you can cry but...
What do you see
when you look at me...
And he gets what he deserved
But no satisfaction has entangled...
You can never be too skinny, or at least that's...
Your body is to be starved and abused, made into...
This was an experimental poem. I saw someone do a...
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