white lies

white lies

A Poem by Ben Walton
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"It's over, it just started."

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these apologies seem weightless as they dilute in my breath
and dissapate into the freezing air that seems to
turn your deceptions into little white lies.
we fall into the river and struggle for breath,
dying to get upstream so we can die together.
if you promise you'll think of me once or twice,
i will try and remember you for a second or two
but i can't promise anything anymore.
we scribbled out fall in colors that
don't show up on paper and make the river into glass,
leaving us trapped.
so we ran to the edge of the earth and jumped
but the depth of our apologies left us floating.
i guess i'm not sorry.

© 2008 Ben Walton


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we scribbled out fall in colors that
don't show up on paper and make the river into glass,
leaving us trapped

this is my favorite line it is intriguing , mysterious and very vivid

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i encourage you to do my catch gesture at this point in time.
i really really like this.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well written. Interesting choice of words, slightly confusing when first read through.. Good job~

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Ben Walton
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I'm ben. I probably smile at you in the halls. www.myspace.com/benjaminwaltonmusic. I'm fifteen and my favorite authors are David Levithan, and Steven Chbosky. My biggest influences are Elliott Sm.. more..

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