YolkA Poem by WillA missing piece
I have given everyone my love
Just to cover up my hate I don't play games Because usually, I lose so don't play games with my heart Or else nobody wins its not a toy not a bloody ball to be tossed about Because who would want to catch it? Drop me and I will break but I'm the only one Who can put me back together you might have made the cracks and flaws And put me down so often but I'm the glue I wont be Humpty Dumpty. My fall was anything but great I do have a hollow spot; it seems I lost my yolk The center of my being like something or someone is missing. Could you be my yolk? © 2013 WillAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWillBrooklyn, NYAboutWell now that I have the patience, I'll actually write something here. I'm Will, and I'm 16 years old going on 17 , born and raised in Brooklyn, NY. I write what appeals to me. I just love writ.. more..Writing
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