Well my poems may seem depressing but they are real. Some of these poems i've written in the darkest of my time. I may be 16 but i've been though some things you would imagine. I'm loving caring funny a ball of joy. At least i try to be this way when i feel bad. But when i'm normal this is me. You would love to meet me. I'm sure i can relate to you on any level. old or young. Just message me and we can have a word or two.
Darkness creeps around the bed
in the night we're holding hands
as our beloved enemies turn in their sleep
our lips touch and met
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You see these walls in front of me
The ones I use to shield me
Made over time to save me
From what you did
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Empty words and false hopes
How you think I'd react
To that moment that affected me so
What did you think
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I’m sick of whining
And screaming your name
Calling for you
And you never came
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You pass it on to other girls
But still I have not had my turn
I long for those words to come out your lips
Ending with a simple kiss
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