You forgot to take the reserveA Poem by SaraplentyOh,
How I love being your favorite most missed memory.
The one who got away thrown out of fear.
Your constant intoxication that lingers in your blood to awaken sobriety.
Taking you higher than that kite you refuse to fly.
Hearing the lies you whisper in the dark corners of my heart.
Promising forever Delivering yesterday Taking now
Only to bleed my bones
Dry. © 2011 Saraplenty |
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2 Reviews Added on April 5, 2011 Last Updated on April 5, 2011 AuthorSaraplentyDallas, TXAboutI am awesome. And sometimes, I vomit things on to paper to aid in breathing. I write for me, to release what it is I am feeling at that moment, and because I like turning those feelings into so.. more..Writing
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