AnchorA Poem by Lindsay CarvalhoWe've all been an anchor or we all know an anchor.
Don't touch me
Don't think about me Don't love me Don't care for me You do all these things and you end up like the rest The past sailors that never found land It was not planned It just happened The all found out I was scrap and fell Fell to the bottom of the ocean No air only water flooding their bodies For I am an anchor And I will be your doom © 2017 Lindsay Carvalho |
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Added on April 30, 2017 Last Updated on April 30, 2017 AuthorLindsay CarvalhoIssaquah, WAAboutI'm 13 and a beginner poet. I'm not the best but I'm working my way up the chain more..Writing
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