I Should Stop Typing Now...A Poem by Franki ValerieAnother from dA collection.
Tonight, my brother called me a creep...
I’ll put glitter on his eyes while he’s asleep... Its silly but he’s allergic, you see? He gets a rash, and then he blames me I really don’t know why this is Really, it shouldn’t be any of his biz’.... What I do with glitter, is mine to decide... from using on him, or pets that have died I’m not deranged, its true! I swear! But it seems that’s judged on what we wear styles and trends mean nothing to me It’s what’s underneath, that’s important you see Personality, and charm, can’t do anyone any harm yet we rely on looks to judge all the books My fingers are numb, so here I will end I hope you’re not reading, my friend For all of what you see here Lies mostly in my darkest fears things that will never escape these lips come flowing out through my finger tips deepest thoughts, and darkest regret All are concerned in how I am treat.... © 2012 Franki Valerie |
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Added on May 13, 2012 Last Updated on May 13, 2012 AuthorFranki ValerieNewcastle Upon tyne, Northumberland, United KingdomAboutI'm a Medical Secretary/Admin officer for a Neuropsychology Service. I have loved writing since I could hold a pen and form a sentence. Please, if you like my writing, take a moment to leave a r.. more..Writing
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