Submissions by SkrrrrrrrrRt
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Dear Diary
Dear Diary
Please lay besides me
I feel safer when your here
Your beauty always seems to engulf thee
As your arms keep me near
I pay homage to the sound of your heartbeat
As even though I wipe my nose with the same sleeve
Deep down your being the one that saved me
- from me -
Means love could never,
Ever,
Fall sick
Whither or die
Nor could it ever bounce back into the wintered,
Old,
Sky.
It could never,
Ever, kiss us goodbye
Instead acts the insurance
Of a better me carried by the sound of tomorrow
A promised...
Please lay besides me
I feel safer when your here
Your beauty always seems to engulf thee
As your arms keep me near
I pay homage to the sound of your heartbeat
As even though I wipe my nose with the same sleeve
Deep down your being the one that saved me
- from me -
Means love could never,
Ever,
Fall sick
Whither or die
Nor could it ever bounce back into the wintered,
Old,
Sky.
It could never,
Ever, kiss us goodbye
Instead acts the insurance
Of a better me carried by the sound of tomorrow
A promised...
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Fly Guy
See,
I was that dumb girl;
He was that one guy
The one I wished was my guy;
That really, really fly guy,
The type that wasted my time,
He promised me a lifetime,
But only arrived in the night time,
And I gave him my time of day
He took it, but kind of shied away
Stealth and crouched his way
Broke my heart and yet still found a place,
For when all these girls went dunce and mocked his taste
In other women, I was still there and he called me Grace.
For with my arms around him and his tears in my shirt,
The world around us would...
I was that dumb girl;
He was that one guy
The one I wished was my guy;
That really, really fly guy,
The type that wasted my time,
He promised me a lifetime,
But only arrived in the night time,
And I gave him my time of day
He took it, but kind of shied away
Stealth and crouched his way
Broke my heart and yet still found a place,
For when all these girls went dunce and mocked his taste
In other women, I was still there and he called me Grace.
For with my arms around him and his tears in my shirt,
The world around us would...
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