ColdA Poem by Tay
"Baby I need you"
He scowls, "I won't help" Broken Tears race down "Please?" It's a slight whisper He stops, His rough hands grab me "Go away" His eyes hold anger His words drip venom "Baby" My voice cracks He turns his cold shoulder I fall... Leaving me broken I reach for his hand He shrugs, “I’m done” "No, Stop, Don’t leave me, Please..." Abandoned "Please come back" “Stop talking to me” He pushes again. "Please don’t leave me." “To late” Left alone Frost bit. © 2013 Tay |
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Added on February 7, 2013 Last Updated on February 7, 2013 AuthorTayFairbanks, AKAbout25. Full time student. Full time employee. Married to my job. Trying to write my first book. more..Writing
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