There Is A BoyA Poem by ..And Then He Died
There is a boy that lives under your
hard eyes. There is fear under your skin that I can only see. I can taste the sadness on your mouth I can see the little tears that you cry when you die every night before you go to sleep. I can see you bleed. I can see the little boy inside your hard shell.
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2 Reviews Added on August 21, 2011 Last Updated on August 21, 2011 Author..And Then He DiedVancouver , CanadaAboutImagine this: You’re peaking. You’re in your youth. At the prime of your life. The last thing you want to be is a symbol for heroin use. You’ve finally met someone of the opposite se.. more..Writing
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