The Power Poem by gabriella pestana

The Power

Rating: 5.0


She's telling me im too young
but all i can do is just sit there and bite my tongue

The body of a 12 year old
with a mind of a 21 year old
is like reliving in my childhood
that is misunderstood

I need a solution
like the people have been waiting for a revolution

But noone knows i invovled a new crush
and from time to time it will make me blush

The transformation of pain to pleasure
is now my priceless treasure

Pressuring up against my flesh
reopening the old wounds to make them fresh

Watching the blood spread down its way
as i sit there in amaze having nothing to say

What an incredible feeling
having the knife in my hand reeling

This knife i protect
will reflect itself and show no regret
and stay with me that shall never forget
the day that we met
that it was put into my debt

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