In Pupils.

A Poem by Poe Met Emily

When you look at me, what do you see?

Sad eyes flayed into a broken hope,

Or a struggle eating at my everything?

I never want to let go.

Weighing in my ribs is the tempo I know.

You were something more back then,

I have fallen so hard at your sight.

Hearing the melody you spoke

Kept me awake for so many days.

Author's Note

06.25.2014

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Added on October 22, 2014
Last Updated on October 22, 2014

I am a young adult. And all my Poetry is Nonfiction. Anything else, feel free to ask. :] more..

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